falling for your art teacher was never a good idea. jeon jeongguk learnt that the hard way.
a blossoming friendship between an art prodigy and a typical highschool art teacher.
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#1 in vkook 03/04/2020
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the café was foreign to jeongguk.
as though he hadn't visited it just last week, it's psychedelically painted walls were new to his eye, nothing in the vibrant colours seemed to be striking him as they were before, nothing seemed to make his heart race like it used to. he was feeling down but he didn't know why. the rain had long stopped outside the murky glass, he noticed this vaguely as the duo took their seat towards the rear of the dimly lit coffee shop. the boy watched absently as soft, glistening sun rays spilled like honey through the quartered blinds, beautiful and untouched.
but jeongguk didn't feel the warmth of it as he placed his hand on the wooden table, tracing his small fingers around the thin grooves and dents that had been carved into it.
everything about the decor was splendid, perfectly crafted as though it was fresh out of a magazine. it never seemed old to him, jeongguk had enjoyed countless beverages staring up at the abstract geometric shapes that were sketched onto the ceiling, he loved getting lost in their colours and the way they fit together in perfect harmony.
his mind was elsewhere, now.
taehyung's words rang continuously in his head.
'its funny'
what did he mean by that? was this a joke to him- must be, he was probably judging jeongguk so much right now. why would he even care what jeongguk thought? it wasn't like anne lister was the only war widow, he'd probably seen a ton like it and thought nothing special of it. jeongguk begged to differ. he adored it so much, he felt himself tear up at the piece from time to time.
how pathetic, he scoffed slightly beneath his breath.
"what would you like to order?" taehyung smiled, scanning the menu with curiosity. was this all a damn act? what was he going to gain from it. jeongguk wondered why he'd even agreed to coming here. if he didn't like what jeongguk thought of certain pieces then he wasn't sure that they could get along very well.
"banana milkshake." he replied quietly, gently kicking his backpack with his small foot beneath the table.
"good choice," taehyung chuckled. ugh, fuck. why did he have to be so hot? it would be much easier to let go of his lust if he was ugly or unattractive as awful as that sounded.
"yeah." jeongguk hung his head, unsure of what to say. he'd never had trouble speaking around him. well, not the stuttering, besides the stuttering, he didn't think twice about what he'd say to the man. he always seemed to listen.
jeongguk was certain he still would. he'd listen to him and give him that much respect at least. but the subtle smirk on his face suddenly made sense.
