Taehyung's POV:

She was painting, her hand was moving like a light butterfly over the canvas. Every stroke she made, spreading the colors with the light touch of the paintbrush was magical.

Time seemed to slow down at this point.

A light breeze ruffled her loose hairs spreading across her face.
It was as beautiful as ever.

She looked at me smiling, "what are you looking at?"

I wanted to say I was looking at her. But I didn't.

"You can draw really nice."

"Why don't you try too?" she offered me one brush.

I shook my head left and right, refused it smiling.
"You do it, let me see you."

She smiled back and concentrated on her painting again.
"Tae, who are you? "

"I am me," I shrugged.

She chuckled and looked at me.
Her smile seemed to brighten up the day. Her dark blue eyes with the depth of oceans in them were all on me.

I wanted to dive deep into them, wanted to explore them, wanted to know every mystery she was holding behind those eyes.

"Of course you are you," she giggled.

"let's go somewhere." I stopped her moving hand, taking the paintbrush from her hand.

She looked at her hand, then at me.
"Where?"

"I don't know. But we don't have to know, right?" I pulled her, "let's just go."

The sun was down to the horizon, reflecting golden rays on the wet beach.
We walked over the puddles breaking the perfect reflection barefooted.

I felt her hands in mine, watching the wild breeze blowing through her loose hairs, making a mess out of it.

"let's be like this," I said in a low voice, not wanting her to hear.
She heard all of it though. Just smiling and nodding in agreement, not making any eye contact, she got busy watching the sunset yet having colors forming on her cheeks.

Getting up from sleep, I sighed landing on reality.
I got up and went to the window. The skyline of Seoul was shining brightly in front of me. A happy aura was still embracing me from the dream. I didn't want to let reality ruin the time.

But why after so many days? Why now?

I came out of my room only to see a sleepless Jimin sitting on the couch of the living room.
There was a can of beer in his hand while watching a movie.

"Tae?" he removed his headphone from his ear.

I went to him without answering him and sat beside him.

"Can't sleep?" he asked with concern.

I laid back putting my head on his thighs.
He moved his fingers through my hair, stroked me back to sleep affectionately.

"Dream?" he asked.

I closed my eyes, nodding in response.

"Scared?" he asked with a soft tone.

I hummed slightly feeling his fingers set me to sleep again slowly.

"Nightmares are scary, but I am here you know that right?" he said continuing his fingers gently.

"But this one was beautiful," I whispered, "the most beautiful."

[ I had been released from the hospital today and finally going home!!!
It was a hella experience, and unfortunately, my parents don't want me to immediately go back to volunteering this soon.
So.........bye-bye hospital for some days!!........

It should be a celebration, no?
So, double update today! Yayyyyyy]