If This Was A Movie

                                    

                                          


                          
It was Wheein and Byul's second monthsary. It felt strange to be reminded that they have been together for only two months, it felt longer for Moonbyul; the struggles they faced, the love they shared, it felt like more than a two months worth.
                          
And so Moonbyul decided to surprise Wheein for their special day, but it seemed like she's the one who is in for a surprise.
                          
"Hyejin! Have you seen the painting Wheein gave me?" Byul shouted from her room, the painting that Wheein gave her was missing from the top of their bedpost, the nail where it used to hang was the only thing that remained.
                          
Hyejin poked her head in the room. "How could you lose a painting as big as that?" Hyejin questions.
                          
"Have we been robbed?" Moonbyul panicked, searching for her valuables and making sure there's nothing missing.
                          
"Byul-ssi, maybe Wheein took it down." Hyejin concluded, causing Byul to furrow her brows in confusion as to why Wheein would do so.
                          
"Why would she take it down?" Moonbyul asks, her thoughts expecting the worse.
                          
"Did you two fight?" Hyejin asks, raising an eyebrow.
                          
Byul smiles sadly, "No..." she answered, they didn't, and sometimes Moonbyul wished they would, because she could feel Wheein closing off, she could feel her slipping away and she'd much prefer to fight with her and know how she feels.
                          
"Why do you sound like you did?" Hyejin asks, crossing her arms, not convinced at her unnie's answer. "Well did you do something wrong? "
                          
"Yah-" Byul interrupts their maknae. "Why would you assume that I did something wrong so quickly?" Byul pouts, making Hyejin chuckle, in all fairness to her unnie, Byul has been extra gentle with Wheein since they had the talk, she was just making sure that nothing's wrong.
                          
Before Hyejin could answer and explain herself, Wheein entered the room.
                          
"Wheein. Did you put down the painting?" Hyejin asks, as soon as she sees her best friend.
                          
Wheein nods. "I couldn't finish the song...I was so frustrated I took it down." she reasons.
                          
"Wheein." Moonbyul was taken aback at her girlfriend's blatant admission. "Where did you put it?" the worry she feels shows on her face; she thinks Wheein threw it away.
                          
"It doesn't matter." Wheein replied nonchalantly, making Moonbyul flinch, wherever their conversation is going, she doesn't think it would be a good one.
                          
Hyejin is contemplating whether she should leave and give her friends some privacy, but Moonbyul looks at her as if she's looking for her help, and so she decided to stay. "Why not?" she asks, knowing that her unnie is too afraid to do so.
                          
Wheein flashes a comforting smile at Byul, despite Hyejin being the one who asked. "I wrote you a new one." she answers instead.
                          
Byul sighs in relief, although she would've loved to have kept the first one, she's just glad her suspicion that Wheein was about to break up with her right there and then wasn't true. "But I like that painting. I look at it everyday." Byul comments.
                          
Wheein smiles again, "That's why I took it down." she said softly, making Byul more confused than before, but she didn't have the chance to ask. "I bought us breakfast; let's eat." Wheein tells her girlfriend and her best friend.
                          
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Wheein have always loved romantic movies, and even though the girl might deny that fact, Byul knows her too well to believe her. And so Moonbyul prepared a romantic dinner date for them: dinner with candle lights at the roof top of their apartment; their life might not be a romantic movie, but tonight maybe they can pretend so.