THE LAST TRAIN °sʜᴏᴡᴋɪ°

Skin Against Skin(Your Body On My Mind)

Yoo Kihyun had a habit of underestimating every situation. Whether it was its dangerous potential or his awkward potential, he always thought better and came out with crushed hopes. Sometimes, he also overestimated some situations too. Like his unreasonable fear of the woods. Turned out, it was a case of overestimating this time, and Kihyun was nearly fucking dying. Hyunwoo didn't seem to have any ounce of shyness in his body as he stripped down at his friend's command, each time revealing more and more attractive tan skin. Kihyun's mouth was dry now.
 
He tried to hide behind his canvas, paintbrushes in hand, but his face was as red as a crab and the way Hyunwoo's thighs flexed as he sat down was captivating. Kihyun was forced to swallow whatever was sticking to his throat; probably his own dignity from now on.
 
"T-Thank you for-Agreeing. To that."
 
Again, with no shame, Hyunwoo answered with a sweet smile and an "it's nothing". He was the cool one, meanwhile, the art student who painted dozens of naked people was dying. It was pathetic, yet Kihyun was really glad he could see such a godly body in front of him.
 
And while he was sketching, Hyunwoo even made a joke that he was his muse. Oh well. Kihyun laughed a bit, but his face was still as red and his heart beating in his chest. He couldn't believe he was doing that.
 
However, once it was done, it was surprisingly very much spot on and he was proud of it. The shyness dissipated, leaving a place to pride, and Hyunwoo congratulated him, supportive as always.
 
Everything was alright.

Truly, everything was. After that, Kihyun got more and more used to see Hyunwoo's skin. Instead of getting overwhelmingly shy he instead drooled over it discreetly. Very much so, he didn't want to be disrespectful. But Hyunwoo was taking off his shirt sometimes, pretending it was too hot, or sometimes stayed on boxers on the sofa and Kihyun could admire his thighs while pretending to work. It was perfect this way, and he even asked Hyunwoo to paint him naked again. The boy said yes, Kihyun was delighted, and he convinced himself his borderline obsessive observation of Hyunwoo was for his art. Of course, it was.

However, sometimes, the raven-haired-man could be a little bitch. After nearly four weeks of living together, Kihyun had learned that at his expense, but it didn't annoy him. Instead, it amused him. That's what led him to painfully paint Hyunwoo's skin because he said those dumb jokes, and suddenly, an idea surged in his head.
 
"Hyung, would you let me do something?"
 
The older boy, though suddenly confused, nodded nevertheless. It made Kihyun smile, happy that his friend trusted him that much already, and brought some white cover he saw not long ago, on the ground.
 
"Can we dirty that?" A nod. "Can you lay on it?" Another nod, and now, Hyunwoo was laying down. Kihyun had taken all of his art material and sat down next to his friend, a happy smile on his face. He never tried that, but he knew it was safe. 
 
"Can I paint you? Like painting something on your body. I wanna try!" Kihyun looked like such a happy little child, so adorable, and Hyunwoo was so smitten, so he said yes. He had really taken a liking for the younger boy, loving how kind and smart he was, but also how pretty and petite he was too. He secretly really loved to manhandle Kihyun when he could, but that he would never say it out loud.
 
That night, Kihyun, therefore, did one of his favorite paintings of himself and took a picture once it was done. Hyunwoo had been ticklish there and there, and Kihyun had teased a bit, but otherwise, it had been calm. There was something so...Effortlessly attractive about concentrated Kihyun. About how his lips would form a little pout when he focused on one place, how his eyebrows would frown, and Hyunwoo had finally all the time in the world to stare at him without making it seem suspicious. He was the kind of guy that a writer could write hours about, about a drop-dead beauty, one that was almost only seen in movies. About a kind personality, a sweet one, but also very convicted. About one of the most perfect boys and Hyunwoo was smitten.
 
Yet, when he finally got up, he could feel just how sticky it was, and the feeling made him groan. He adored Kihyun's talent and hated to waste it, but he knew he couldn't keep this on him all night.
 
"Come on Hyung, it's okay, I took a pic, didn't I? So let's go clean that up in the shower. I'll help you, this is a bitch to clean." Naturally, Hyunwoo didn't have anything against taking a shower with Kihyun, so he followed him.