He wish he could say something like "you're probably already saving me", but for now he was, for sure, red.

"Now we can cross I think," she didn't notice it instead, seeing the rest of the people around cross.

It was almost romantic how it sometimes felt like a music video, both stopped in time and all people moving around quickly.

Lisa pulled his sleeve gently to make him walk and he shook his head, reacting. He was acting like a fool, he had to control himself. Especially in the street, for the sake of his life, he couldn't condemn her to deal with the trauma of seeing him being hit by a truck. Besides, how was he going to explain it to his mother if it happened. "I saw an angel and forgot that I was crossing a street"? His mother was going to slap some sense of him.

She should, honestly.

At least Lisa dragged him all the way, she was damn cute and when he finally realized he let out quiet giggles.

She released him when they arrived and both were at the same point, her legs were as long as his and it was easy to walk together... yeah, they were walking together. Wow. It was such an improvement from all those times he saw her walk in front of him on the way home. "Can I ask you something?" She said suddenly, snapping her head up to him.

He nodded, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"The mural in your studio," she began and he tensed, looking away nervously.

Oh fuck

Oh fuck

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

She noticed.

She knew it.

What was he going to tell her?

What no-psycho explanation did he have?

"How did you start it? Was it planned?" She asked instead innocently.

Oh, my God.

He could breathe.

So she had not seen ...

Well, Jungkook had moved the couch and placed a plant there and was glad it worked no matter how much he had to water the damn thing every day, reconsidering his life decisions.

She asked something.

Yes.

That.

He smiled slightly before answering. "It was improvised," he responded, barely being able to avoid a couple that was about to bump into him. People were always walking so fast there, even thought it was a place to walk around calmly. "Too much people today," he complained but he took care to keep her in the side of the stores without she noticing, they weren't going to hit her like it happened to him if she was in that side. "What was I saying? Ah, the mural. It was... hmmm..." he pinched the little hair on his cheek thoughtfully. "Like, moments of inspiration. Every time I saw something I liked, I added it," he shrugged. Yes, things he liked, like his tattoos and her.

Lisa opened her mouth in a small oh, as if processing the information. "Since the first time I went there, I've been wondering that, it's like it calls me," she laughed as if what she said was dumb, Jungkook felt chills because it wasn't so silly to think that if she was there in the motherfucking wall, being the only colorful space of a black and white mural.

He laughed anyway, as if she were so hilarious.

Smooth, he patted his own back.

"Anyway, it's great, I could never do that," she admitted. "I really suck in these things, that's why I have Chaeyoung, she's like an artistic explosion," her eyes shone when she talked about her. "You are too, right? It seems that you are. I mean, it shows in all your tattoos and every time you draw. I'm sorry I've glanced at your drawings once or twice when you weren't lucky, I know, it's wrong, but I can't help it, and they really are so good," she chattered as if she were a little bird fluttering around him even though it was only the effect, she kept walking beside him and she wasn't even looking at him, although he did look at her and wanted to bounce out of excitement. Shit, she was going to kill him with all her compliments and details about himself. He would never had imagined she was going to pay so much attention as he was doing to her.

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