soulmate | lee minhyuk [COMPLETED]

artist scent

"you smell so good, don't need perfume
i'm a tulip, you're the spring bloom
i'd be a fool not to love you" —mehro, perfume

minhyuk liked drawing and painting things. he sang and appreciated all kinds of art. minhyuk was an artist.

he liked it when i gifted him art tools and books about painting or sketching, anything really. his cheeks would get so flushed sometimes, and he'd say i was doing too much for him. but that wasn't true. in fact it was the opposite. he handled the fees for almost everything. i'd plan paying for something before he did, but he'd always do it first. we were college students with limited money, busy with school and never working full time.

there's this one memory i have of him, i think it was another memory at college, on another thursday. all the curtains were open and i woke up to a minhyuk in front of me, the light behind him making him shine. He had an apron on, a sheet of plastic spread on the floor, a canvas, a palette, and a paintbrush. He was busy, concentrated on putting detail into his painting.

"what are you painting love?" i remember asking.

"you're awake." he peeked behind the canvas to get a glimpse of me.

i remember the distinct smell of his big, knitted sweater on my body as i climbed out of bed.

i remember walking behind him and wrapping my arms around his neck, smelling him and closing my eyes to shower his face with kisses.

"baby." he called in between chuckles.

we both laughed.

"it's a whale." i pointed out the obvious as i looked at his painting in progress.

"yes it is."

i remember his smell so well. so well that when i close my eyes and imagine it, i could almost actually smell him. as if he was in front of me.

minhyuk didn't smell like anything strong. it wasn't a scent that would make heads turn, it was almost non-existent. but if you were close enough, you would smell it. it was soft, like it was only a smell meant for me to take in all i wanted.

he smelled exactly what i would have wanted him to smell like, just for me.

and i never wanted that to end.