Wrong number. taegyu

paint you

They were both laying down on the cold floor, staring at the ceiling while lots of thoughts flooded their minds.

Beomgyu was watching the clock patiently and as it strike 10pm, he turned his head to Taehyun that was laying on the floor next to him, as well.
"Tae, I need you to dress up in something." He said and received a nod in response.
He got up, running to his bag as he grabbed a white delicate shirt with little details.
"Take this on yourself." Beomgyu said before turning around so he could let the other change.
After that, he took a daisy and handed it to him

"Is that the daisy you picked up in the park?"
He took it, admiring its delicate and pretty details.
Beomgyu nodded "You're right. I want you to hold it right next to your face!"
Taehyun held it next to his face then noticed the other grabbed his paint and a big canvas.

'Is he painting the flower? That would be so pretty to see' Taehyun thought to himself.

"Tae! Show me a smile!" The other exclaimed as he started painting his figure on the clean white canvas.
Taehyun suddenly realised that it was him who Beomgyu was painting. Nobody ever painted him before.

Beomgyu admired his face, then continued painting.
Firstly, he started painting his fluffy brown hair, it was softly curly and it looked so pretty on him.
Then, his skin tone. His skin was milky and soft, he always loved cupping or caressing his cheeks.
He had soft cheeks, just like his skin.
After that, he did his eyes and eyebrows.
His eyebrows were straight, a dark brown.
His doe eyes were his favorite feature at Taehyun. They were so big, he loved looking at them, especially when Taehyun asked a question or felt confused over something.
The curiosity in his eyes always made Beomgyu's heart melt.
His eyes were also sparkling. Like he held the stars in them.
The galaxy must've loved him so much, it put all of it's stars in his doe eyes.
When Beomgyu looked into his eyes, he found an entire universe within them.

He remembered of how sparkly his eyes were when they used to gaze at the stars, even since he was little.

Then he went to his nose.
His high and well-designed nose. It's tip was shiny, also perfect.
As a kid, he always loved pecking the tip of his nose, which always made the younger blush and giggle.

After he finished his nose, he moved to his lips.
His lips were plump, a bright pink.
He had a habit of chewing on his lip when he was frustrated, so he always told Beomgyu to slap his hand when he did so.
As he looked at his lips before starting to paint again, he got captivated by them.
He wanted to kiss his lips, not really romantically. He just wanted his lips to touch his. He wanted to feel how a kiss is like.
He wanted to feel his soft plump lips on his.