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Love under Umbrella | {P.JM}

Rain was pouring down heavily, causing the atmosphere to be slight moody. Rain droplets had formed on the windows and hot coffee tasted better in the cold weather.

It was fine in the morning with the bright sun up in the sky, heat just right and the road not filled with muddy puddles.

But now, the sky was dark and you were getting annoyed by the inability to produce even a slight bit of idea for your art project. Your brain never worked properly outside your house. Your plan was to go to the cafe and purchase a cup of coffee to go. However, the sky decided to just burst into tears and you were stuck in this place.

You let out a groan and your cup was already empty. You didn't want to get another drink or work on your assignment. You just wanted to go home but that would mean rushing down the street and getting drenched from head to toe.

With the midterm exams coming, you didn't want to increase the possibility of getting sick.

You decided to wait for a while, hoping that rain would stop soon.

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It had only been five minutes but you were already standing outside the cafe. The rain didn't seem to plan to stop anytime soon - it actually got worse.

You didn't know what to protect; your head or your bag filled with books and papers. Both had great importance to you but you just screwed everything and hugged your bag.

You were about to run out of the shelter when someone held an umbrella above your head. You were halted halfway to another step and you turned to your right to see who it was.

"Fancy meeting you here, artist."

Park Jimin, you noted, the cute contemporary dance major from the same art university of yours. You didn't really mingle with people outside your major but Jimin was way too popular to not be known.

"Do you know me?" You asked, curiously.

It wouldn't be surprising for one to know Jimin but it would be the opposite if one knew you. You weren't one who stood out or continuously seeking for attention. You preferred being by yourself or with the small group of your friends the most. With a messed up sleeping schedule, it was difficult to keep up with social life.

"Who wouldn't know such a beautiful and talented artist?"

You felt a little tickle in your heart and you mumbled softly, "I am not."

"Humble, aren't you?"

You cleared your throat, "I'm just stating a fact."

"So am I," he grinned as if he was planning to debate with you on who was right but you weren't in the mood so you just drop the topic there and then.

"Are you heading back to your dorm?"

You nodded your head to answer his question and he shifted a bit so that both of you were under the umbrella.

"It's along the way to the male's dorm so let's go together," he actually meant to say I'll share my umbrella with you but both of you knew that you would try to make up an excuse to reject his offer.

"Okay," you agreed since you really wanted to go back home.

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The rain hadn't weakened down even a slight bit. You wondered if there was a storm or something. You planned to keep this walk as quiet and fast as possible but that wasn't going to happen - not on Jimin's watch.

"Are you always this quiet?"

You glared at him as if he had just insulted you.

"I just didn't see a need to waste my breath."

"Wow," he whistled in amazement at your comeback and you held your chin up in pride.

"Are you always this chatty?"

"I love to brighten the atmosphere and learn more about people I'm interested in."

"You are interested in me?"

"Isn't that what I said?"

For the second time of the day, you heart did a little dance and you could tell your face heating up despite the cold weather. You cleared your throat.

"There's nothing interesting about me."

"You are that type of person who doesn't see the best in oneself. You are an amazing artist, a gorgeous one."

"That's flattering but unnecessary."

"I don't know what you see in yourself but your artworks are hanged around the school."

"Everyone's artworks are hanged."

"Yours are the best in my eyes."

You turned to meet his eyes and he smiled at you. His words were sincere and you knew he really meant each and every one of them.

"That dancer, dressed in black outfit, in the dance studio is me, right? Was it from the time when your class had to sit down and use us as the model? You made me look really pretty."

"Is that why you are interested in me?"

He hummed and the two of you were reaching your building soon. You stopped before him and looked up at his face. He stopped walking as well.

"Your performance was mesmerising. I couldn't take my eyes of you back then. Everything about you itched me to draw. My drawing may be alluring but it's not enough to really imprint the actual person doing the performance."

"I'm not that good of a dancer," he muttered under his breath, shyly.

You flicked his forehead and chuckled when he whined.

"Says the person who complained about me not seeing the good qualities of myself. Just like you, to me, you are the best dancer."

You walked again and so did he. However, he was quiet along the way to your building. When you reached the entrance, you turned to thank him.

You raised your eyebrow when he didn't reply.

"Are you o-"

Your breath hitched when he suddenly pulled you by your waist, causing your body to be slammed against his chest. He brought his umbrella lower so that passerby could only see the shoulder and below. He had his lips pressed against yours and you felt your body heating up ecstatically. His scent and his soft lips made you dizzy and you desired for more.

He pulled back so that you could catch your breath. You swallowed your saliva thickly as you tried to progress what just happened. When you looked up, he grinned at you.

"It's a goodbye kiss!"

"Wha-"

"Do you have class in the morning tomorrow?" He cut you off.

You nodded your head.

"Then, I'll come for my good morning kiss tomorrow."

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🐍's Note: To my 🌼

Look who's back with another cliche romance drama. 😭

I hope it was okay though... was it?

Seriously, thank you everyone who's actually reading these.

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