Drawn To You

~ 6 ~

"What?" Jimin asked dumbfounded.

Jungkook chuckled, "I said draw me, Jimin." he lightly smiled as he issued a command that sent a shiver down Jimin's spine.

Jimin gulped, "Why?" he couldn't help but ask.

"Don't ask questions, do you want to finish or not?"

"Well, yeah but-"

"So what's the problem?"

Jimin felt a flush rise to his cheeks as he turned his gaze to the canvas, he breathed deeply, his hand hesitating as he picked up the pencil.

He stared at the blank canvas, his mind reeled as he tried to process what was happening.

He gently placed the pencil on the canvas and began to sketch, it wasn't until Jungkook spoke again that snapped him out of his trance-like state.

"Aren't you going to pose me?"

Jimin froze, his eyes snapping to meet Jungkook's. He gulped, "Pose you?" His eyebrows furrowing.

Jungkook chuckled again, the sound low and husky. "Normally, when you're painting a portrait of someone, you can pose them in a position of your liking," He explained, his words dripping with innuendo. "Therefore, you can pose me."

Jimin felt his body tense as Jungkook's words hung in the air. He swallowed hard, trying to clear the sudden dryness from his throat.

His eyes locked onto Jungkook's face, trying to read the subtle nuances of his expression.

He slowly set down the pencil, his eyes never leaving Jungkook's face.

He moved around the easel, his legs moving of their own accord as if drawn by an invisible force.

As he walked he could feel his heart start to race in his chest, until he finally stopped in front of Jungkook.

All he could do was stare, "How do I pose you?" He asked, looking at Jungkook like a lost puppy.

Jungkook's lip curved, and he leaned forward lightly, his eyes never leaving Jimin's face. "However you'd like," he whispered back, his voice low.

Jimin felt his heart flutter as he noticed when Jungkook moved even a little his shirt wrinkled giving Jimin a small view of his chest.

"So I just...move you?"

Jungkook lightly smiled, "If you'd like to,"

Jimin licked his lips and breathed a sigh as he felt his fingers slightly tremble as he reached out.

He hesitated for a moment, his eyes locked on Jungkook's face. Finally, he touched Jungkook's chest through the thin fabric of his shirt.

The warmth of Jungkook's skin radiated through Jimin's fingertips, sending another shiver down his spine.

Jimin's breath caught in his throat as their eyes met, he felt like Jungkook was staring into his very soul.

He didn't know why this was happening, why he felt like he couldn't move when Jungkook looked at him like that. Or more so why he liked it.

Then he suddenly felt a twitch in his pants and he pulled his hand away, his face flushing with embarrassment. "Jungkook," he whispered, trying to swallow to smooth his dry throat, "I...I don't know what I'm doing,"

Jungkook couldn't help but chuckle, "Hey, relax Jimin." He said as Jimin sighed and started playing with the hem of his sweater.

Jimin looked down, "I'm sorry, I just..." Jimin didn't know what to say, he didn't even understand what he was feeling.