naked || woosan

01

-ˏˋ hey, this is san ˊˎ

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"mingi, wake up!"

wooyoung plopped down on his ikea desk chair after returning from his fifth lecture of the day. every muscle in his body ached, only fueled onwards by pure will and copious amounts of caffeine.

across the tiny dorm room, his roommate and best friend song mingi was sprawled out like a starfish on his bed, half-asleep in the middle of the day as per usual.

a grunt of acknowledgement came from the tall form.

"c'mon, wakey wakey minki! this is important!"

mingi rolled over and shot him a death glare. "annoying."

"yes yes, i know. but also, i really need your help and sleep is for the weak anyways."

wooyoung usually tried to respect his roommate's bizarre sleep schedule. mingi had classes all day, but at night he spent most of his time working at the strip club to make money for his tuition. other people frequently judged mingi's choice of profession, but wooyoung thought it was pretty cool. plus the tall man made fat stacks in tips. he just rarely, if ever, managed a solid night's sleep.

mingi sat up, stretching his arms up over his head and rubbing his sore shoulder over the fabric of his hoodie.

"alright woo, what's the emergency?"

"can you model for me?"

"model?"

"yeah..." wooyoung gave him the best puppy dog eyes he could manage. "it's this dumb assignment my professor gave us today. we have to do an oil painting of a live model, to capture the intricacies of the human form or whatever. so i need a model... and since you are my bestest friend and the most helpful person in the whole world, i thought maybe..."

mingi laughed. "i'm also your only friend woo."

"yea well..." rude. "you're also the bestest."

"how long would it take?"

"um, i don't know exactly..."

"woo-"

wooyoung grimaced awkwardly. "maybe like... five hours or so, maybe more."

"oh boy, i dunno," mingi shook his head. "i'm at work every night until next tuesday and my economics paper that i haven't even started is due sunday. i'm not sure if i really have five hours to spare. otherwise i'd help for sure."

wooyoung stared down at his shoes, trying not to let the disappointment show on his face. he knew it was a long shot, but he didn't know who else to ask for help. since coming to university, he hadn't been able to make any friends in his classes. all the other art students were so intimidating and wooyoung frequently struggled with social anxiety.

"it's alright, i'll figure something out," He said out loud, but he was thinking the exact opposite. He already had a horrible grade in this class, and without a decent mark on this assignment, he would be on the verge of failing the course completely.

"when's the painting due?"

"next monday." wooyoung sighed, leaning back in his chair. "maybe i could just cheat and paint from a photo. the professor said he could tell the difference though..."

"oh wait," mingi furrowed his brows for a moment. "i think i know someone who could model for you."

"really? i can't afford to pay anyone though." wooyoung was just as broke as his roommate. he survived completely off of the meager student loans that he had taken out from the bank and any excess money he had went straight to the art supplies store for paints and new canvases.

"yeah let me check," mingi pulled out his old phone with a heavily cracked screen and began texting someone. "i've covered so many of his work shifts, so he owes me big time."

wooyoung's curiosity piqued. so this guy was a stripper as well?

mingi glanced down at his phone when it chimed. "he's in."

"really? you told him how long it would take?"

"yup-"

"oh my god mingi, you're a life saver!" wooyoung jumped up from his chair and rushed over to mingi's side of the room to tackle his roommate with an aggressive hug. "thank you so much!"

mingi wheezed from the tight squeeze and awkwardly patted wooyoung's back. "okay okay get off, i can't breathe."

"sorry!" wooyoung giggled. he couldn't help it sometimes. wooyoung was an overzealous hugger.

"i'll give him your number and he'll text you to set up a time." mingi added.

"perfect!"

"now am i allowed to go back to sleep?"

"of course, sorry," wooyoung grinned and returned to his side of the room as excitement surged through him. maybe i'll actually paint a half decent assignment this time. he reminded himself to buy mingi coffee in the future to thank him for his help.

his own phone vibrated with a text notification a few minutes later.

unknown contact: hey this is san, mingi's friend

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