The Guest House

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Since the "incident", Estel had troubles drawing. It's not that she didn't want to, it was that she didn't know what to draw. Each time she was drawing a man, it always looked like Jungkook at the end. It was as if she couldn't control herself. And when she tried drawing flowers, she couldn't stop comparing the curves of the plants to his curves. The curve his bicep made, the curve of his face, the curve his hand made when he was tucking his hair behind his ear... It was a serious problem.

She was sitting in the park near the guesthouse that was part of the University's campus and looking at all the students to find inspiration. She was leaning on an enormous oak tree, staying in its shadow to be sure not to get sunburned. The cold breeze was extremely soothing, and soon, she fell asleep.

When she woke up, her head was resting on someone's shoulder. It was a pretty muscular shoulder, probably a man's. She opened her eyes slowly, and she felt the person moving slightly under her, causing her to shut her eyes tightly, as if she had gotten caught doing something wrong. She felt the person's shoulder shaking because of his laugh.

"Good morning Estel." The person said with a deep voice. The person knew her name! She opened her eyes and turned around with a smile. It was Jungkook!

"What are you doing here?" She asked excitedly. He stretched his arms and took off his mask after looking around , making sure no one was giving them attention.

"I was walking around and saw you were asleep, so I decided to stay with you. It's not really safe to sleep in public like this, especially for a girl." Estel crossed her arms and slightly pouted.

"What do you mean, especially for a girl?" Jungkook seemed at a loss of words.

"Well-uh, you know, a-a guy could...like...umm...take advantage of you?"

Estel laughed awkwardly and looked in the distance.

"Yeah, I know, I'm sorry. I was just easing you. Thank you, I appreciate what you did."

They both leaned against the oak tree for a while, enjoying the soothing environnement.

"I have a favor to ask you." Said the boy, without looking at her. She twisted her body towards him, ready to listen to him.

" Well, you owe me one already, I let you sleep on my shoulder, so you can look at it like paying me back."

"Alright, tell me already."

" Could you draw me?" He felt his cheeks turning red and hoped the girl hadn't noticed it.

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"Stop moving already!" Repeated the artist for the hundredth time.

"I'm sorry if I have to breath, Estel." He sighed and leaned against the oak tree again. His right foot was starting to fall asleep and he was tired of not moving. He thought that by letting her draw him, they would be able to speak together and get to know each other, but the young woman was just to concentrated on what she was doing.

The young man took advantage of the fact that she was concentrated on her drawing to observe her more closely. He had never noticed how she frowned her eyebrows and slightly parted her lips. Her black hair was tied into a low ponytail, but some strands of her hair were just too short and were tucked behind her ears. He shivered and looked away. He was scared of what he was starting to feel.

One of his best friends, Taehyung, had called him yesterday, ranting about how he was pretty sure he had feelings for a girl and that he had never met a girl like her before and Jungkook was starting to feel this way for Estel.

He knew it was wrong for him to feel like this though. He couldn't do this to Estel, it was just wrong. He knew that she would receive so much hate, no matter how nice the person is, and that she wouldn't even be alone to take a walk without someone recognizing her. Estel was such a positive girl, it would be unhealthy for her to receive hate just because he had feelings for her.

Anyways, it wasn't even sure she liked him back. Yes, he had caught her drawing him a few times, and yes, her constant blushing around him and overall nervousness kind of gave away the fact that she wasn't indifferent towards him but, he wasn't 100% sure.

"This makes me feel like the Titanic." Suddenly blurted out Jungkook.

"What?" Estel lifted her head, confused.

"Well, you know, the scene where Jack-"

"Where drowns?!? Are you okay? Do you feel like you're drowning or something?"

"NO! I feel like I'm Rose and you're Jack. Draw me like one of your French girls...Geez."

Estel blushed, remembering the sensual scene and avoided his gaze. She carefully put her pencils and erasers back in her pencil case and ripped off the drawing of her notebook to hand it to the model smiling while staring at her.

"Ummm, we should go, umm, yeah." The girl scratched her neck and left without waiting for him.