Saviour

|•~{Chapter Fifty Three}~•|

'was he talking about this art?' She thought to herself before turning to look at jungkook.

"Are you ready?" He questioned her as she nodded her head confusingly.

Jungkook smiled as he covered her eyes and signaled something to the guy that was standing behind the painting.

Giving a soft smile, the guy pulled the cover off the painting and walked outside the room as jungkook asked him to do.

Jungkook smiled as he saw the painting infront of them before pulling his hand off of y/n's eyes.

"Open your beautiful eyes, love." Jungkook whispered in her ear as he walked behind her.

A gasp left her mouth as she looked at the painting infront of her.

Jungkook placed his hands on her waist before sliding them to her stomach and tightly hugging her.

She felt his lips on her ear as he once again gently whispered in her ear, "Do you like it?" he questioned.

But she had no answer for that question. She could simply be called speechless at the moment.

No words came out of her mouth as she looked at the painting in a admiring way.

The painting that just won her heart at the first sight.

A painting of hers and Jungkook's.

She was looking at the sky while jungkook had his arm wrapped around her waist looking into her eyes that was full of the stars itself.

She was amazed at how the painting was even painted.

She was painted too beautiful meanwhile jungkook looking nothing but ethereal.

But she never complained because that's just how jungkook looked.

Ethereal and admirable.

That's how he always had been.

He was holding her from the front while looking down at her face. His eyes showed affection, sincerity, purity.

Of course, thats just what he had felt for her. And is continuing to do so.

Meanwhile She was softly smiling while looking up at the stars as she had a pink tint on her cheeks indicating she was blushing in the painting.

Though it wasn't like she wouldn't blush like this everytime jungkook held her. It was just unknown to her.

Her love for him was visible in the way she stared at him. It was always as if her soul looked into his. As if they knew no language other than the language of love.

"Im not able to express what I feel while looking at him, Kookie." she whispered as jungkook pressed his chest against her back.

"Do you not like it?" He asked her a little scared that it didn't make her happy but her answer made him smile I'm relief.

"I do. I do so much. I like it so much. It's so beautiful. I can't explain it. I just love it." She spoke before turning around as she threw herself on him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"I can't thank you enough for such a beautiful surprise. It's so beautiful. I love it so much." she sobbed a little making jungkook frown as he rubbed her back gently.

"Don't cry, baby." He spoke but groaned when she lightly punched him on the chest.

"I'm not crying. I'm happy. Very happy." She spoke looking at jungkook with a pout as her eyes was filled with tears.

Jungkook pouted as well, wiping off her tears as she spoke once again, "Did you really got this painted just for my birthday?" She asked him softly as he smiled.