"These walls have gotten so dirty with all the posters and weird vandalism," taehyung says as we walk by the road, yup I am dragging my cycle and we both ended up walking.
"I know right, these should get beautiful" it was awkward for some reason so we were talking about stuff we both weren't paying attention too and...we both knew it.
as w got nearer to his palace, yes I would call that enormous house a palace, it shouldn't be even considered a normal mansion. I sat in my cycle bid farewell and left. It had gotten late evening. of course, my family didn't even knew I wasn't home, I don't blame them either. it's good they don't care where I am, I don't like being watched over.
I parked my cycle in the corner of the garden where I always park it. I walked into the house. Mom was having a tea party going on. yes, gathering of some bitch woman who are totally here to gossip and they totally don't like each other but pretend to be sweet. when its pretty obvious they are enemies.
I was minding my business living in my own life but no, they have to interfere in it. one day they will become a modern version of Pinnochio with how nosey they are.
"is it Jae yi or Jia," one of the ajumma said when I had turned my back to go to my room, I had a disappointed face, annoyed, I sighed and turned to face her.
"it's me, Jia," I said, I mean we are not that identical, her hairs are shorter, mine are longer, her hair is black while I have blue tints too, and our body language are totally different.
"oh sorry, I thought it was jae yi" one of the ladies said while mom chuckled, how I wish I could slam their face in the tea they are drinking but I just smiled.
"come on, Jae yi is more beautiful and elegant, how can you get confused" that's it, I am throwing all these plastics in the recycling bin.
"oh my god. shhh what are you all saying. Jia could feel bad" another lady says, it's still mocking. I just smile and fake a laugh.
"don't worry she is immune to it," my mom says and sips her tea. I just look at all of their faces and turn to go to my room, Jae yi was coming down in high heels, I looked her from down to up, nodded my head ignored her and was going up when she slipped and was about fall down.
the old ladies had their face open in shock she could fall down. she was scared herself, but I have amazing instincts, I pulled her dress collar and held her, she was flustered for a bit but calmed down and started breathing heavily as she sat on the stair, the woman down there relaxed a bit and I just went up straight.
As soon as I entered my room, I tossed my bag somewhere in the room, and plopped on the bed. My mind started rewinding instant memories like I was wearing taehyung's hoodie, us walking down the lane. the look he had on his face when I had my panic attack, his giant size hands. uff. brush off what am I thinking. I got up and went to take a shower. even when I am showering, my mind is playing all about him, and its weird and creepy for me thinking about him when I am showering. I force shut the shower handle and was getting out of the shower when I slipped and fell down.
ouch.
I could hear, eun woo and Jae yi on my door. I sigh and get up wrapping my bathrobe when I discovered my wrist is hurting like shit. I gently slip the bathrobe and get out.
"why were you shouting" eun woo asked as he was sitting on the low shelf attached to the wall.
"nothing I fell down. I think I sprained my wrist" I said while checking it. jae yi was also sitting their nodding her head.
"and why are you both here."I asks with a eebrow raise.
"I found your old punching bag and some spray paints in my room when I was cleaning it. so I came to return" he says pointing at the items he kept in my room.
"leave them, I will keep" I saod and he leaves the room, I turn to jae yi.
"and you?"
"y-y-you s-sprained your wrist r-right, g-give I will wrap a crepe bandage" she says with a smile. oh my god this is new.
"you what?" I couldn't complete it, when she pulls me by the other hand and makes me sit on the bed, while she goes crepe bandage hunting.
she comes after few minutes, with pain relief spray and a crepe bandage. "I couldn't find a simple one all of them were all fancy and all, I thought you wouldn't like it , so it took time finding a decent one" she says and sits beside me on the bed.
"why are you doing this, and for what did you come to my room?"
she looks at me and smiles "just because"
"what the hell 'just because' means on earth?-ouch" I asked her but my hand hurted because of the movement.
"just sit quiet!!" she commanded me, oh yeah ms cho jae yi is commanding me.
"what th-"
"shhh!!!" she didn't let me.
"you-"
"it's done I am going" she said and rushed out of my room. what the actual fuck.
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I cannot fall asleep, my whole mind is filled with taehyung. Oh my god take him from inside my brain now!!!.
I pant and get up rubbing me hair and instant regret because my hand is hurting so much I can feel heartbeats here. When I see the bag full of spray paints.
And a smirk along with a brilliant idea creeps in my mind. I hop from the bed still wincing in pain. I check the bag of spray paints and they are fine. Change into a hoodie and disguised clothing. Swung the bag around my shoulder, quietly checking outside and, And my nut job mom is watching TV in the hall. Oh my god, you've got a television in your room, a projector room but why the hall?. I get back in my room. Look at the window.
Hanuel could do that, I can easily too right. I sigh but ended up going from there, safely pulling out then hanging on the seal, and making my way down I safely landed. Yah.
But my legs tripped and I fell. I did make it tho. I slowly tip toe to my cycle. I check my phone it's 2 am. I need to be back before the sunrise. I sit on my cycle and cycle out from quietly.
I cycle to taehyung's house, where we saw the barren wall which he said wasn't beautiful. I took out my spray paint shake it and smirked, getting closer to it I started the work.
. . . After few hours of work when I finished the sky was kinda cyan colour, it was about to sunrise. I got back to check out the painting completely.
It's. Beautiful.
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I signed my name, packed my stuff and ran away. Leaving an masterpiece behind. ****************************
