It was a stormy night. Your window was tilted, the calming sounds of the rain filling your quiet bedroom and your thin curtains flattering. The dim light from your fairylights around the room created a cozy atmosphere. With all your plants distributed in different places of your room, you had created a sort of oasis.
Your space and the way you organised it, had been always very important to you but now with the lockdown happening, you once again understood how important it was that one felt comfortable and happy within his own 4 walls.
Thankfully you were lucky to be trapped together with your boyfriend. He had moved into your apartment for the meanwhile of the lockdown so that you wouldn't have to be apart.
It was the best decision that he had ever made. Despite all the bad things happening around the world and the seriousness of the situation, he found peace within you. This lockdown had brought you two closer to each other in a different way. Living together was a hard thing to do and required lots of understanding and respect towards each other. Both you and Taehyung were similar in many ways but you were also different in just as many. This was a huge step to take in a relationship and you were so glad that the both of you had so easily and comfortably taken that step.
Soft jazz music was playing in the background as you laid on your bed, staring at the ceiling. Taehyung had a rich music taste which suited your own preferences. You loved when he played music for you late in the night.
It had been delightful to spend so much time together with your boyfriend. You were falling asleep next to each other and waking up next to each other. It was a blessing which you never wanted to take for granted. Your biggest fear in life was for these beautiful moments to become dull. When you are young, you bloom like a flower. You are filled with so many emotions and stand in front of a million possibilities. Unsure of how things will turn out and how your future will look, you begin your journey on the rocky path called life. You are glowing and are a bundle of emotions. You get mad, you cry, you yell, you sing, you dance, you laugh, you curse your luck, you fall in love, get heartbroken, are hopeful in one minute and hopeless in the next - you feel all these things at full intensity and that's the beauty of it all.
Feeling everything intensely means you are living. Nothing will feel as good as they do now. Every flower wilts, losing their vibrant colours. The music won't excite you as much anymore, your passionate anger will cease, the love your heart couldn't contain in youth won't fill you up anymore. These scary thoughts troubled you every once in a while. You didn't want these feelings to cease, didn't want them to become nothing to you. You wanted to remember everything, remember how he had made you feel.
Hearing your boyfriend enter the room, you turned to your side, watching him carry his art supplies into your bedroom.
"I got everything" he beamed, approaching you with a big innocent smile. He was wearing an oversized sweater and boxer shorts, his skinny long legs on full display. His hair was a messy nest of brown locks on top of his head, but this was your favorite on him. You sat up in bed when he plopped down onto the bed next to you.
"Aren't these colors so pretty?" he asked, organizing them on the bed.
"Hmmhmm" you hummed, admiring your boyfriend's beautiful features with your head tilted to the side. How was he this breathtakingly handsome? As if God carved all of his features with the utmost precision and love.
When he was finished setting everything up, he turned to you, seeing you look at him. He blushed lightly, smiling bashfully as he leaned in to peck your lips. His lips tasted sweet like honey, clouding your mind with the sensation of bliss.
"Are you ready?" he asked and you nodded your head, smiling softly at him.
"May I?" he asked, his long slender fingers grazing the hem of your oversized black shirt. You nodded your head, allowing him to pull your shirt over your head. He smiled looking at your pale soft skin. Placing a tender kiss on your forehead, he asked you to lay down on your stomach. Doing as told, you comfortably, cuddled your face into his pillow.
Taehyung unclipped your bra, so that your back was now free. He was into drawing and painting these days and after seeing pictures on the internet, he was inspired to create art on the skin of the one he loved. He sat on your butt, making you giggle.
"You are heavy, you can't be sitting on me the whole time" you said and Taehyung pinched you.
"Are you saying that I am fat?" he jokingly said and you chuckled.
"Well you did gain some weight during quarantine" you teased and heard Taehyung dramatically gasp.
"It's your fault that I did, you keep on feeding me well" he said and you could literally hear the pout on his lips in his voice.
"Shush" you said, "I want to listen to the rain."
Taehyung smiled brightly as he eyed his colors and your bare flawless milky skin in front of him. Leaning down, he began placing butterfly kisses on your shoulders before he started mixing his colors. When he made his first stroke on your back, goosebumps formed on your skin with the contact of the cool acrylic paint.
"It's cold, isn't it?" he chuckled lightly.
"Yeah, but it feels nice" you admitted.
Taehyung began painting on your back, softly humming the songs that were playing in the background.
You felt so relaxed and calm, that you grew drowsy, your eyes fluttering shut. The feeling of the wet paint brush on your skin felt heavenly. Your boyfriend was focused on his masterpiece, completely zoned out as he played with the colors. You fell asleep for a while, but Taehyung didn't even notice. He worked with precision and let his creativity flow. It felt totally different to be painting on your skin instead of a canvas. He decided he liked it best when you were his canvas.
When he was finally finished after three hours of painting, the rain still hadn't stopped though it had gotten a lot calmer.
"I am finished baby" he announced, putting down his paint brushes.
"Too sad" you sighed, still sleepy, "I could lay here and have you paint on me for the rest of my life" you chuckled and Taehyung grinned, leaning down to place a kiss on your cheek.
"I will take some pictures and show you" he said, grabbing his photo camera. He arranged his art supplies nicely and began taking photos. Once he was finished, he told you to sit up. Holding your black shirt to your chest, you sat up, careful not to smudge the paint on your back. Scooting closer to your boyfriend, you inspected the photos he had taken in awe.
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"Taehyung" you gasped, "It's beautiful."
He smiled proudly, "You like it?"
You nodded your head, looking at him. He put the camera down on his lap and turned to you, grabbing your face and gently caressing your cheeks as he leaned his forehead against yours, staring deep into your soul.
"I love you so much" he whispered, kissing the tip of your nose.
"I love you more" you whispered back and kissed his lips.
"Let's take some more cute pictures before I wash it off for you in the shower" he suggested and you nodded your head in agreement.
