idea by tacocattacocat99
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skater hoseok, artist yoongi. yoongi always goes to the park to draw / take pictures and hoseok is always there and he soon finds himself drawing and taking pictures of hoseok. hoseok notices yoongi is always at the park and thinks he's cute and tries to show off whenever he's around him. one day this results in hoseok hurting his wrist and yoongi helping him.
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a.n.- almost anything in italics is yoongi's thoughts
yoongi enjoyed his little daytime park trips. leaving his house he brought his backpack, which has his camera, sketchbook, and earbuds in it. the essentials. once he arrives at his usual bench, he sits down and retrieves his drawing tools. searching for a subject to draw, his eyes land on someone. a boy.
"a cute boy, if i do say so myself" yoongi thought.
he admires the figure, the way his hips sway and his swift foot movements rotating and spinning his skateboard. the way that yoongi could tell, even from far away, how concentrated he was on landing his next trick. taking a break from his hard work, he sat on the concrete and unbuckled his helmet. yoongi (still admiring from a far) noticed his flaming orange hair.
"damnit, just another reason for me to be attracted to him."
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days past. every day yoongi would admire the mysterious orange-haired skater boy at the park. instead of his usual drawing of birds, trees, and the occasional manga, yoongi had started drawing the boy. he even started using those colored pencils his mom bought him, but only used them on drawings of him.
sometimes while inspecting the boy and the way his body moved, their eyes would catch and yoongi would avert his gaze back to his drawing. he could have sworn he saw the boy smile to himself one time.
it was like this stranger had an effect on yoongi, washing away his sadness with that vibrant hair of his. it was the highlight of his day, heck, sometimes even week to see this boy work on his skateboard tricks.
-push off, ride, tip! kick! flip! land...-
at least that's how his moves usually went, until one day yoongi was sketching yet another drawing of him when he heard something. he looked up, and his eyes immediately landed on the same familiar orange hair he was so fond of. he had tripped and fallen off of his board, now laying on the ground and clutching his soon to be swollen wrist. despite his anxieties telling him not to, he ran over to make sure the boy was okay.
"hey, i just s-saw you trip and wanted to make sure that you're okay," yoongi cursed at himself for stuttering, but leaned down to him anyway.
"i think i broke my wrist.." the boy choked out, eyes welling up with tears. it hurt yoongi to see this stranger in so much pain. he wanted- no- needed to help him.
"i'm so sorry, i can take you to a hospital if you want!"
"thanks, my name is hoseok by the way." hoseok replied. hoseok. a beautiful name for an even more beautiful person. he helped hoseok stand up and walked him to his car. he put the key in and started the engine.
"i forgot to say, my name is yoongi. and nice to meet you, hoseok."
