Paint on my body

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Part 8


Hyunjin's POV

We were celebrating the whole project done that we worked on for months and he was there just in front sitting as he took that blonde guy away.

I should feel so easy and happy, why was I annoyed that he left with him?

It's just stupid, right?

I went on back to drinking as I lost my limit, I was a bad drinker at the end. I got easily drunk as we left the bar going home as some strong hands pulled me to the car.

-Who are you?

I shouted as the two man in black closed the back door driving me somewhere.

-Mr Seo Changbin asked to carry you home.

I was angry, he had audacity to go fuck someone and just pull me in the car like that.

He is bastard.

-I want to go home, where are u driving.

-We follow the common of the master.

They said as they pulled to the house of his as I was helped to get into his room as threw the clothes of me flying on bed as I hugged into the soft pillow closing my eyes.

The next morning I hardly woke up. I opened the eyes screaming the hangover that was hitting me, I was in his bed, naked.

I pulled the blankets over hiding myself in it as I looked like a cocoon.

-U woke up?

His head peeked out of the bathroom as he was in his robe walking towards me.

-Why did u ask to bring me here?

-Cause I had no idea where u live, u brother gave the fake address and u have no registration.

I signed as it was true, I wasn't officially living in that flat.

He came closer to me as I was looking for my things.

He placed my bag on the bed for me to see that all my supplies are there.

-How do u feel? Take this pill and drink this.

He gave me some medicine as I too kit blindly just hoping for better times.

He came closer looking at me as I fell back on the bed asking for a minute or 2.

He smiled at me being miserable as he went back to the armchair he had there near the window as I just lied there.

My eyes closed and I fell apart.

I had no idea how long I was like this as I woke up to him sitting in the same position he was working there. He looked unbothered as I felt much better as I opened the bag looking for the paints I had there, I picked the palette mixing some colours as I was still in my cocoon. I stood up picking the wooden thing and the brush as I went to him.

-Can I?

I asked as he looked at me not understanding what I wanted as he just placed the phone beside as he smiled.

-Go ahead.

I was sure he had no idea what was going on in my head, as I had such random things of painting on the skin from time to time and my friends got used to it but he obviously not.

I kneeled down opening the gown as his broad chest opened for me, the ideal place for the flower that I just visualised.

I picket the crimson red I mixed slightly touching the skin of his as he stayed still looking at me as he looked calmer than most of my friends when I did it for the first time. I was a weirdo when it came to art.

I mede the petals going sharp and the vibration flower was a creation of mine that I was writing near his heart.

The light touches where making him react a little as I went higher making the small petal on the back and I changed to green colour pulling the brush behind the ear as I took the fresh one. The blanket fell of my shoulders slightly holding to my waist as I continued undisturbed, I had to recreate the picture in my head anyways.

He pulled the locks on the side of my face helping me a little as I followed closer making the detail as I felt his perfume and breath mixing in my nose cavity. I wanted to be closer but it would be inappropriate but he didn't think so his arms pushed me on him as I was sitting on the thighs of his.

I ignored it working on my masterpiece as I felt he held me for balance and I had nothing against.

I ended the flower was pretty, it was amazing as I too this phone that was on the side making pictures as he stood still there waiting as I finish it.

My eyes never left the picture as I finally lifted to see the dark eye of his, he was aroused and dark. I opened my mouth slightly as I felt the bulge in his pants as I locked the gaze on his, myself leaning in as I kissed him and he took it holding me on the waist as I captured his face with both hands.

He was tender and I had no idea why, the kiss was slow but full of lust.

I pulled apart being red and swollen as I just now realised I was naked and my cocoon left me some time ago, so I was exposed to him, the blush went on me.

-I won't touch u, don't worry.

He pushed me to side standing up as he left the room going somewhere as I was left there alone with so many questions to myself that I had no idea what I just did. I kissed him myself, no force was used, why?

I pulled on clothes running away from the house as I got one single message from him as he sent me the art I did for my collection and I thanked him but the answer was never there.

I had no idea what was going in his mind.

This time he disappeared, he didn't call me or write, I was left alone like that.

On read.

For weeks.

For weeks

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