Boys With Fun | bangtan

nudist: Jimin🖤

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Nudity, painter y/n, sexual content, smoking, drinking, long chapter.
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On a regular sunny day in Seoul...

Well, was it really a regular day?

"It's hot as hell out here, I don't think I'll be able to make it." You complain on the phone to your friend who had been begging for you to pass by their apartment.

You wanted to go but your entire day had consisted of your running errands. Grocery shopping, buying new home appliances, laundry. You had just moved here a year after your bestfriend who had graduated a year earlier. The plan was to get an education in your home country, graduate and move to Seoul together. Your bestfriend started school earlier, so she graduated earlier. Meanwhile, you were a year late so you graduated a year late. Now, the both of you were living in South Korea.

Every other weekend or so you two had these little slumber parties where you would just get together and watch movies, eat snacks and drinks while playing fun little games and just catching up.

Today you were a bit worn out and you didn't feel like it. Your bestfriend understood this though, so there wasn't really much to discuss. After the call ended you sighed and tucked your phone in your pocket, running your hands through your hair that you should've had up today but you wanted to wear it all out.

"Fuck this." You groaned, stopping in the middle of the small alleyway and tying up your hair. On the dry ground in front of you, you had your bags which were filled with little art supplies. Paint brushes, little canvases, plastic cups, pencil, etc.

Another hobby of yours. You enjoyed painting. Mostly, you enjoyed painting the human body. Land scapes and water painting was something else you enjoyed but nothing could compete with the beautiful of a human on a canvas. It was amazing, and it was something you really loved doing.

It had been a little over five months since you last painted another human. Mostly because you didn't have many friends in Seoul who were willing to do it. You would ask your bestfriend but she probably wouldn't be down for it. On top of that, you didn't really have the guts to ask somebody who was close to you to paint them naked. Your bestfriend didn't even know of this hobby and you would've liked to keep it a secret.

You weren't ashamed of it, and you knew that your bestfriend wouldn't judge you. But it still felt better to keep certain things to yourself - you liking to paint people in the nude being one of those things.

"E-excuse me, miss?" Someone asked.

You briefly turned your head to see a man looking at you. He had dark, pleading eyes. His hair was blonde and matted on his head and he wore nothing but a torn black shirt, black jeans a boots. His lips were plump and pink, skin a pretty tan color that caught the sunlight in the best way possible.

"Oh. Hello." You said, slowly moving your hands from your known tied hair and dropping them down to your side. The man coughed, looking at you.

"I don't mean to be a bother but could you maybe give me a few cents? I just want a drink from the store over there." He pointing to a convenience store that was right across from the alleyway.

You looked at the people who came in and out of the store, your heart hurting for the man who was obviously homeless. You looked back at him and reached into your purse, pulling out your wallet and a few dollars to give him.

"Please, take this." You said quickly, walking over and placing the money directly in his palm. He bowed at you respectfully, taking the money and clasping it in between the both of his hands that were small and chubby but still bigger than yours.