in which kim taehyung was an artist in search of a muse for his upcoming gallery collection, and jeon jungkook was just a pretty boy who worked in a coffee shop.
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"am i really that pretty?"
"oh my darling love, there is no such painting that...
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"𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆, 𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆."
[𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧]
it was late evening when the soft glow of the studio lights casted a gentle, tranquil, ambiance on the dark haired artist as he admired the near-completed artwork that lay on the canvas.
jungkook, however, had succumbed to the tranquility of the artistic process and the comfort of the couch.
with his eyes closed and his body still bearing the grace of the pose captured on the canvas, the brunette had drifted into a peaceful slumber, his lips parted as soft breaths left his pretty lips.
taehyung, ever the considerate host, decided to let the younger man rest while he tidied up his set. as he approached the sleeping boy, he couldn't help but appreciate the sheer vulnerability of the moment.
jungkook, naked and exposed in his slumber, was a beautiful canvas of his own under the soft lights; a testament to the trust that had begun to weave itself into the fabric of their budding relationship as artist and muse.
quietly, the artist retrieved a soft blanket from the studio cupboard and gently covered jungkook's bare form, ensuring he was comfortable and shielded from the cool studio air.
the quiet rustle of the blanket seemed to stir the younger ever so slightly, but he remained peacefully asleep as a soft snore left his lips.
as taehyung observed the sleeping form before him, he felt a surge of tenderness for the boy.
they were still in the early stages of getting to know each other, yet the quiet vulnerability of the moment brought them closer in a way that words often couldn't.
taehyung took a moment to appreciate the trust jungkook had placed in him, not only as an artist capturing his naked form on canvas, but as someone who could share vulnerable moments of slumber, too.
jungkook trusted him enough to fall asleep around.
it was a silent acknowledgment of the connection they were building- one that extended beyond the art they created together.
deciding not to disturb jungkook, taehyung got to work with putting away his paints and washing his pallet, allowing the studio to be filled with a peaceful silence.
as he kept a watchful eye over the resting figure, the artist's thoughts meandered through the early chapters of their story.
they were still discovering each other, and the vulnerability displayed in that quiet studio moment added a new layer to their evolving friendship.
the night continued to unfold with a sense of tranquility, the studio wrapped in the gentle embrace of creativity and the unspoken connection that lingered between taehyung and junggkook.
