Taehyung had been walking through the forest, eyes flickering over the twisted trunks and trees. Taehyung sat down his small bag of painting equipment, his thought of creating a new piece out of his mind. He slowly made his way, following the odd noise until he found you. You were dressed in odd clothes, leaves in your hair as you sat in the middle of the clearing. His head tilted as he slowly encroached on your space. “Excuse me, ma’am?” His voice was deep, low as he tried not to startle you. “Are you okay? It’s rather late for a lady to be out.” He spoke gently, unsure what exactly you were doing all the way out here by yourself.