Paint Me | TaeKook

Red - 9.4

Paint me a million stars
Show me the sunsets
Draw me your smiles
Send me to your skies—

Paint me the saddest times
And color(ed) it to happy ones
—rainbows and rays,
scribbled my life.

-Paint Me, TheSilentFiddler 

“Jungkook?” Taehyung said in a whisper, to which Namjoon unfortunately heard.

“Who? Jungoo?”
He didn’t reply, he was focused on the person wearing the skimpy garment infront of him.

Taehyung was dumbfounded.

He was lost; confused even.

He never thought that the person who’s now dressed in red, Jungkook in his eyes should look lewd and dirty, but no, he was elegant, alluring, enticing, seductive.

Perfect. Beautiful. He added.

He sat still, waiting for what’s in store. Amazed but still confused.

Jungkook was walking towards the mic that’s on the middle of the stage, eyes looking at him straight,

Taehyung noticed a slight flick of surprise in the younger’s eyes, but his face is still void of any emotion, and when he held the microphone, fingers settling on the body one on one, Taehyung lost it.

Why did he have to hold the microphone with such tease? It’s like he’s holding a dic---

Whoa, stab your dick with suppressants, Taehyung.

You’re still confused, why are you ogling to him like he isn’t your model? His mind asked.

He is my model, so I’m taking the chance? His other mind answered.
He shook his head at the thought, and calmed himself down.

He has still a lot of questions to be answered, only to be added a lot more due to Jungkook’s appearance here at the magic shop.

How did he come here?

What is his relation to Chansoo?

How did he become like this?

Who really is he?

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Jungkook was now infront of the crowd, receiving various reactions, to which some he already expected.

“So pretty”

“Beautiful”

“What a baby boy.”

“Is he a high schooler? He looks like one.”

“Poor one, looks like he really needed the money.”

“Yummy, fckable.”

“He looks so innocent, maybe he’s a monster in bed.”

He felt as if he was a lamb in the middle of a jungle, no one to help him.

Looks of amazement, admiration, disapprovement, hunger, lust, and…

Taehyung.

His eyes widen a bit in surprise when he saw him earlier, but managed to recover from it fast.

He was lost, asking, amazed, bewitched, hungry.

How did he come here?

As much as he want to approach him and ask, as he was also torn between leaving the stage and performing.