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"One of my favorites, yes. Since then, we've been to countless of other museums and exhibits, diving into other artists like Frida Kahlo, Picasso, and Van Gogh. The kiss claims a special place in my heart, though. It's what pulled us into this world and started our love for going to these places, while learning about other artists' pieces."

"I agree," she nodded, smiling.

"Now, let's take a picture together." And, so they did. A couple, in fact. With the film camera that Taehyung had bought for her many months ago, Seulgi captured a few shots of him by some landscape frames.

They spent some time chatting about art that surrounded them, and delved into reminiscent memories of their past; of their friendship, as they often did. Meanwhile, Taehyung felt like he was on cloud-nine, as did Seulgi. It had seemed that her heartbreak had resolved in a manner of hours that she spent with her best friend glued to her side. She pondered how easily her mind forgot about how she had been dumped, and how her unhappy emotions were pushed to the side once she was with him. Then again, his efforts of making her forget and instigating happiness to overshadow what she's gone through was what she needed. She knew that he would help her do so, and that he'd succeed.

But, how was it so easy?

Was it because he was her best friend and the only one that mattered?

Was it because his adorable smile and his comforting words reminded her that everything was okay, and that he was there for her until she was better? During this horrible, rainy day that her emotions had created and made everything seem, was his role the sunshine that shone through the cloudy skies?

She shook herself out of her thoughts and grabbed his attention, again:

"Taehyung?"

He looked into her eyes and quirked an eyebrow upwardly, "yeah?"

"Do you believe in the idea of soulmates?"

It had came as a surprise that it was a topic they've never talked about before. Even then, he didn't have an answer yet, so he was left a bit speechless.

Biting down on his lower lip, he shrugged, "Soulmates as in destined to be with somebody, platonically or romantically?"

She nodded.

"I don't know, do you?"

"Of course, I do. At least when it comes to us."

"Us?" To think that Seulgi was his soulmate brought him in abundance of happiness, and with her in mind, he began to believe it without a hint of an explanation.

"Yeah, think about it: we've been next door neighbors for over six years, unknowing of one another's traits, personalities, and what we liked. Then, we become best friends who later find out that we share numerous amount of interests that I can't even count on one hand," Taehyung chuckled at that, agreeing. "Our hobbies, our favorite movies, and other interests that we have are similar, and even if we liked opposite things, we've managed to grow and adapt to it anyways. Something in the world clicked, and wanted us to be best friends."

With her detailed explanation, Taehyung was left with no words to say.

But, she continued: "Plus, I can't see a life without you in it."

His stomach swirled and filled with obnoxious butterflies. Not going amiss, he felt his heart flip one-too-many times at how nice that sounded coming from her. For a moment, he was lost in the realm that was her and her words, diving in too far, in which it took him awhile to return to reality.

An idea popped into his head, and a grin slowly crept up on his lips, "yeah, you're my seulmate--" he broke out into a fit of laughter at his pun, "--get it?"