Painter in the night| Changjin

Messed up

I ignored the messages of Seo about the meeting him after classes as I just turned the phone off. I need some clearance in my head and space from him.

I wanted to be the one who is ignorant to this but his connection made me hate the idea of touching him at all, he was using the bodies and I knew that very well.

It was a simple reason of why he wanting me to paint, to fuck me for sure and if earlier I was not thinking much of that now it was bothering me that I wanted it too, but I had no intentions to become a part of his "boy club" and share the shameless things they did together, it was too much for me.

I focused on the art work I had to present at the end of the month but the sketch was not coming together, I filled up with iced americano struggling to compose the whole thing as I left myself in the art studio that was open for students at any time as they had to work.

The pencil was messily working on the picture as I threw the sketch on the floor.

-Shit, I can't concentrate.

I wanted to create the desire itself but the whole thing was too messy and unclear.

I signed to myself just giving up and ending to pain some more sketches with no sense, just some random things.

The sweater went off as I felt tension and the hot room made me uncomfortable as I wa slept in the t-shirt opening the window.

I signed sipping the big bottle of caffeine as I heard the knock on the door.

-Yes?

I said as the door opened and the posture of Changbin appeared inside as he calmly entered I this black suit closing the doors.

-U turned u phone?

I signed looking at the table with the cup of coffee.

-Yes, I need to work o something and I usually turn my phone off.

I lied to him but it was more likely to be understandable.

-Why are u here?

I asked at once the following question as he brought the chair closer sitting next to me and my painting that was looking raw.

-U were a mess at night, so I wanted to check out u.

-Are u worried?

I asked shooting eyes at hi was his relaxed voice followed me.

-U were behaving like a child and I saw u state, I had to check on the artist not to die before u finish the artwork.

I gasped biting the lip as my pants were a complete mess and I noticed it only now, the crayons left the prints of shadows on the grey metrical making me some colourful mess rather than neat and clean boy.

I pushed the hair back taking the hair clips out as I pinned the hair back to make the face clean space.

-Cute.

He said as i reminded that it was the Kuromi clips, Seungmin bough for em when I asked for black once.

I rolled my eyes taking the glove back on as the I searched for pencil.

-U struggle?

He said or asked I had no idea but both fitted the thing.

-I have a project and I have zero ideas and I need to finish the sketch hat least to show some work to the master but there is nothing I can come up with.

-Topic?

-Desire but it's too generalised thing, I wanted to come with something more deep, like the concept of the innocent desire.