𝘾𝘼𝙉𝙑𝘼𝙎

eight

JUNGKOOK couldn't stop staring, his eyes running wild back and forth from the human statue to the canvas. he drew the curves of his body, from his wide shoulder to his narrow small waist that he wanted to badly grip on.

he drew a wings, ripping the robe at the back, blood soaking the silk material. he created a light glassy effect, as if the angel was crying in pain, hands balled into a fist with parted lips. he make sure to drew his knitted eye brows, to show how the male was in a state of misery.

there was blood pooling down his feet, dripping down from his back. he soaked the brush in water, before dabbing it into a light brown color and coloured the skin tone, adding some white to resemble sweats. he soon was finished, colored the hair yellowish white, shades of dark brown to make a living effect to the drawing.

"you know, you are beautiful even in my drawing" Jungkook said, not looking at Seokjin as he continue to admire his work. Seokjin shifted on his feet, tying the robe and walked towards Jungkook. "is that it? can I go home?" The other male chuckled at the question, shaking his head.

"Not that easy, I'm giving you a pretty thick amount. accompany me to mall" Jungkook said, standing up from the stool.

"Im your model not-" too late. Jungkook already did close the door behind.

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Namjoon was walking at the park as always, but today was different. he felt paranoia ; the feeling of being watched. he looked around, no one suspicious. except for one male, dressed in  black from head to toe, a Polaroid in his hand. they make an eye contact and Namjoon's mind screamed for him to run, and so he did. running without looking back.

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it was already evening, Seokjin was still with Jungkook - shopping bags on both of his hands. his shoulder slightly slumped, eyes tired from all the walking.
"jungkook.....I'm tired" The said male halted, turning towards Seokjin who has a small pout on his lips.

Don't look don't look don't look

his mind chanted. he sighed, averting his eyes and spotted a café not far away from where they were standing. he walked towards it, tailed by the tired and grumpy Seokjin. they took a seat, a waiter was fast to come over with a small pad and pen in his hand. "caramel macchiato and pistachio muffin" Jungkook stated his order before going back to type on his phone.

"raspberry tea and...strawberry short cake" he said, smiling wide when the waiter seeming to be dazed, staring at him.

Damn I'm irresistible

"hello, watch your eyes. that one is mine" a raspy and low voice was heard, grumbling. the waiter muttered an apology and rushed off.

"Hey! I might get chance for new friend just now, you just had to ruin it" Seokjin huffed, glaring at Jungkook who only scoffed.

"Doesn't look like he wanted to be friends" he mumbled, rolling his eyes when Seokjin childishly stuck his tongue out in a teasing manner.

"hm? wait until I show you what my tongue is capable of, Seokjin" Jungkook said with his lips twitching up into a smirk. Seokjin looked at him with wide eyes, the tip of his ears were red.

"Pervert"

"Nah, what were you thinking? It can be how good I am at rapping"

"You're not jayz"

I did not update for more than a month, now back with shitty chap, sorry