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Wooseok X Yein | Art

June 3, 2018

Yein always buries himself in his sketchbook, immersed in his own art world, and his friends always admired him for his art skills.

Both of his parents are artists, and because of that, the frames in their house are mostly paintings they made and mean something to them.

When he was 15, he had to move to an apartment nearest to them, he didn't know why but his parents made him do so, but atleast they're visiting him.

"Can you teach me how to draw?" Chenle, one of his friends, asked one day as he sat in a tree at the Zhong's garden sketching an imaginary friend, or boyfriend in Yein's view as they hanged out at his house.

"Well, I didn't learn it by myself but I have it in my genes, comsidering my parents are both artists." He answered, halfway into his sketch of the boy.

"Atleast teach me the basics." He insisted, watching in awe as he started drawing the details.

"I will." He beamed a smile at the Chinese boy, who cheered in joy.

"YAY! You're the best, hyung!" Chenle hugged the blonde and skipped away inside, leaving Yein sitting out.

He smiled, admiring the younger boy's infinite enthusiasm and energy, questioning himself if he's always hyped up on sugar or something. He glanced at the unfinished art.

'I'll finish it tonight.' He shut the book and inserted the pencil at the metal hoops, and followed the pink-haired boy.

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When night came, he stretched his sore arms and leaned back into his chair, smiling at himself at the now finished artwork.

The boy sitting down at a desk, a bag beside him, with a dreamy look in his face.

At the back of the paper he wrote the name Kim Wooseok and other basic information, like hobbies, personality, and other stuff.

Ripping the paper from the book, he pinned it at a small bulletin board, and fell asleep.

{The next day}

When he woke up, he felt warmth spreading throughout his body, a pair of arms wrapped around him.

Wait.....What?

He shrieked, falling off of the bed in the process, the boy shot up from his lying position and stared at him in disblief.

"Who THE FUCK are you?! Why are you in my apartment!?!?" He freaked out, looking around frantically with wide eyes.

"Calm down, it's just me." The boy said, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

"W-what do you mean?" He asked again, furrowing his eyebrows.

"I'm the one you drew last night." And finally, after that being said, all of the puzzle pieces are put together.

Yein whipped his head around to the bulletin board, nothing but a blank piece of paper pinned there.

"Y-you came to life?" He threw another question at Wooseok, who just chuckled at the look on the blonde's face.

"Technically yes. I'm surprised that you didn't hear me tumbling to the floor, it was quite loud." He treated his bed hair, Yein just stared at him in shock and awe.

"So, are you gonna get up or just stay in the ground staring at me?" Wooseok smirked, causing the bunny to blush.

The redhead jumped out of bed and helped the other get up. Reaching his hand towards him, he pulled him up and unexpectedly wrapped his arms around the younger's waist, burying his face into his hair.

"Smells like Honey{10}." He murmured. Wooseok lifted his face to look at him.

By now, Yein is as red as his hair.

'Why did I write sweet and affectionate in his personality? AHH! STUPID YEIN!' Yein questioned himself.

Wooseok leaned in, planting a sweet kiss onto his lips.

Yein kissed back, snaking his arms around his neck.

A/N: Why the hell am I imagining winwinoppa and -jungsnoopy ? Dafuq is wrong with me?

They pulled away for air, their foreheads pressed together.

"I love you." Yein whispered, burying his face onto Wooseok's chest.

"I love you too." He whispered back, carding his fingers through his hair.