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“Is Seokjin hyung okay?”
Jimin pauses reading his book to peer up at his hesitant looking boyfriend.
“Hoseokie hyung, is hyung ever okay?”
Hoseok mulls it over for a second. “Well he is most of the time Minie.”
“Fair,” Jimin shrugs, going back to his book.
“But is he okay now?” Hoseok asks, face concerned. Jimin smiles.
“Well hyung, today’s a special day for our Seokjinnie hyung.”
“Jimin-ah! Have you seen my super duper fancy eyeliner? The one I rarely use?!” Seokjin shouts from their tiny bathroom, the sounds of desperate rustling echoing in the apartment.
Hoseok raises an eyebrow. Their small friend group knows what the “super duper fancy eyeliner” means.
“Who’s the lucky guy?” Hosek mouths to Jimin.
Jimin shakes his head and holds up his hand.
“TWO?!” Hoseok mouths as his eyes widen.
Jimin leans forward to whisper excitedly to his boyfriend. “While you’ve been focused on your dance competition, our hyung has been making moon eyes at a certain couple in the art department.” Hoseok’s eyes nearly pop out.
“Wait… you mean?” Hoseok asks as he leans closer.
With a smirk, Jimin nods.
Their university isn’t small by any means. And it’s art department is part of the top five majors there. Among the 100s of students, there are two that are THE top of the department. One is currently a senior and only does projects with his sophomore boyfriend, who is also the cream of the crop.
Jimin opens his mouth to respond.
“Jimin-ah! Have. You. Seen. IT?!” Seokjin pops his beautifully styled head out of the bathroom to glare at the two sitting so intimately close. “Yah! Stop making out and help me Park Jimin!”
Jimin flushes and giggles, pulling back to stand and help his adorable hyung.
“Aigoo hyung. You hid it so you wouldn’t overuse it since it was expensive,” Jimin explains as he walks into his own tiny room to his favorite hiding spot and pulls out the safely hidden liner. Jimin walks back out and hands it over to his visibly nervous hyung.
“Oh hyungie,” Jimin pouts before gently hugging Seokjin so as to not mess up his clothes. “You look stunning, as you always do. You’re never this nervous before a modeling session, even your nude ones.”
“That’s because my body is exquisite,” Seokjin wetly jokes, lifting a finger to dab at his eye, his nerves making him want to cry. “This isn’t the first time I’ve modeled for them Minie,” Seokjin quietly says, head down as he focuses on Jimin’s cute hands. “So why am I always nervous?”
Jimin hesitates for a moment. “Have...have they done anything to make you uncomfortable?”
Seokjin is quick to shake his head no. “No, god no. They’re absolute gentlemen everytime. And very sweet. And Jungkookie teases me a lot but he’s so cute when he does it. And Yoongi-ah always has this soft and sweet smile that shows his gums and he’s just so very cute despite his outward intimidation. And they always give their opinions and are hands on and…”
Jimin nods along with every sentence, mouth forming into a wide smile.
“Oh hyungie. You like them so much don’t you?” He reaches up to gently pet Seokjin’s styled hair.
Seokjin raises his head, eyes wide and glassy, cheeks all sorts of blushy.
“Your ears are red hyung,” Hoseok chimes in with a sweet voice. He pushes up from the wall he’d been leaning against and joins in on the cute huddle.
“Seokie…” Seokjin whines as a couple of tears fall.
“Jinnie hyung,” Hoseok says cutely, his own eyes watering in reaction. “Our cute hyung. You’re so amazing and beautiful, makeup or no makeup,” Hoseok compliments, his hands gently wiping away tears on Seokjin’s face. “There’s a reason why they chose you to be their model when they don’t even use live models for their works.” Hoseok takes a step back and scans Seokjin’s body. “Sure you have a great body,” Seokjin snorts in amusement and Jimin nods in agreement. “But they just don’t do body portraits and whatnot right?”
Seokjin nods as he wipes away a few more tears. “They use mixed media and photography.”
“See hyungie? Besides, from what Taehyungie has told me, is that those two don’t use models at all and if they do, it’s once only. Now,” Jimin soothes, hands smoothing out Seokjin’s clothes. “Stand up tall, square those delicious shoulders, and give me a confident smile.”
Seokjin shakes his body before following through, though his smile comes out soft and sweet.
“Aigoo, so cute my hyungie. Now fix your makeup and put that eyeliner on. You have two sweeties waiting for you.”
~~~
SJ: Which room again?
YG: The empty choir room at the end of the hall in ____ Building.
JK: Since the floor is polished concrete, it’ll be easier to make a mess and clean up XD
Seokjin flushes at the message. He sends a quick K , before pocketing his phone. He stands outside of the building, inhaling the cold air deeply before exhaling. Seokjin’s doing his best to calm his nerves as he tugs his coat closer. He’s a couple of minutes late but the stairs to go up are intimidating.
A fellow student interrupts Seokjin’s reverie when they bump into him. They both startle and bow quickly to each other. Seokjin squares his shoulders and moves forward. He only knows he’s going the right way when he bumps into Namjoon, Yoongi’s and Jungkook’s best friend, along the way.
“Ah Seokjin sunbae!” Namjoon jovially greets, a wide smile on his face.
“Namjoon-ah,” Seokjin greets softly.
“You’re right on time! Yoongi hyung and Jungkookie are almost done setting up. It’s gonna be a great set up. Fantasy and all that!”
Seokjin feels calmer with the younger’s enthusiasm and thanks the taller man as he turns to leave.
“Have fun sunbae!”
The elder gives a wave before turning back to the choir room door. He inhales deeply and steels himself before entering.
Seokjin’s eyes widen and his mouth drops in wonder.
The chairs used by the classes have been neatly pushed and stacked aside, leaving the middle open for the two art student’s design. The canvas background is a stunning display of colors, no doubt painted by Jungkook who, while talented in most areas of art, is a master in using colors and canvas. They’ve strung up different kinds of lights for the ambiance and the use of props and gossimier give off a dreamy vibe.
“Hyung!”
Seokjin startles and looks wide eyed at Yoongi who walks over with a bright smile. Seokjin feels his heart pickup and offers a small smile of his own, hoping his feelings don’t show on his face.
“It’s amazing Yoongi-ah. You and Jungkookie did amazing.”
Yoongi’s cheeks turn a cute shade of pink and all Seokjin can think of is how cute he looks.
“Thanks hyung!” Jungkook pipes up as he maneuvers a light. “Love, can you grab hyung’s outfit for the session?”
Yoongi sends a soft look over his shoulder to his boyfriend before motioning Seokjin to follow him.
It’s a small partition, shielded from the rest of the room and just enough space for Seokjin to change comfortably.
“Here hyung. If you need any help, just ask. Also,” Yoongi turns to a large bag on the floor and digs through it, letting out a triumphant sound before standing. “We forgot to mention, but we’ll be painting your face.” He hands Seokjin a small pack of wipes. “I know we usually have you come with the basics already on, but we’d like a blank canvas if that’s okay,” Yoongi explains with a sheepish smile.
Seokjin is willing to do anything.
“Yes, yes of course. I’ll just wipe it off before I change,” Seokjin agrees as he scuttles to the changing space.
“Thanks hyungie!” Yoongi cheers before going back to his boyfriend to finish up.
Seokjin stands in the middle of the small space staring into nothing, heart already speeding up with such a short interaction.
They’re so cute. God did you see Yoongi’s cute smile earlier? They’re so cute together. The ultimate couple. And the whole art space is gorgeous and oh my god they’re going to see my bare face?!
Seokjin snaps out of his thoughts as a small amount of dread fills him. They’ve only ever seen him with some type of makeup on, usually a BB cream of some sort so smooth out his features. He closes his eyes briefly to steel himself, knowing this day would eventually come.
“You can do it Seokjinnie,” the model whispers to himself, “You’re strong and confident and your face is the envy of all campus for 4 years in a row.” He nods and busies himself with getting ready for the session.
~~~
Jungkook peeks over towards the changing area before hastily turning to his boyfriend of four years.
“He’s so beautiful love,” Jungkook whispers hastily, eyes wide and cute. “And Jimin sunbae messaged saying he was wearing his expensive eyeliner!!”
Yoongi breathes deeply. “Ethereal Kookie. Ethereal. God I hope the outfit compliments his features perfectly.”
Jungkook steps closer to set his hands on his smaller love’s hips. “All your designs suit hyung perfectly. It’s kinda scary how amazing you are at it.” He leans down a bit to kiss Yoongi for a brief moment.
“Like they’re meant for him,” Yoongi whispers as he peers up into the younger’s eyes.
“Like they’re meant for him,” Jungkook repeats in awe.
The sound of a throat clearing startles them and they break apart, both looking around awkwardly.
“Wow hyung,” Yoongi breathes, eyes focused solely on the heavenly image that’s Kim Seokjin.
“Is it okay Yoongi-ah? I think I put it on correctly,” Seokjin muses as he looks down at the soft fabric of the jumpsuit type pattern.
The outfit itself is soft and flowy, the fabric softer than anything Seokjin has felt in his life. It forms like a tank top at his broad shoulders, the fabric held together with crystalline pieces. It cinches at his waist, accentuating his tiny waist and hips, eventually flowing down. The back is completely open, exposing his smooth skin to the chill of the room.
Jungkook is struggling to keep his jaw from dropping.
Yoongi clears his throat and walks up to Seokjin. “You look...beautiful hyung,” he says softly, his deep voice sending a shiver down Seokjin’s back.
“Th-thanks,” Seokjin shyly responds, his ears heating up in embarrassment.
It’s quiet in the room, just the soft sounds of classical music coming from a small speaker.
“So...what’s the session this time?” Seokjin eventually asks, breaking the silence.
Jungkook snaps out of his staring and goes to fiddle with the camera.
“It’ll be mixed media as a whole. I know we usually do a sketch or portrait of some kind, but we’d like to mix in some photography,” Jungkook explains as he takes some test shots with the lighting. “Hyung will do a painting on your face, neck, upper chest and back, along with some other elements. That’s why the outfit is…” Jungkook waves his hand down Seokjin’s outfit.
Seokjin nods. “Won’t the painting take a while? Should we get started?”
“Well it’ll be a step by step thing, like a metamorphosis,” Yoongi explains as he leads Seokjin to a chair near the canvas backdrop. “We’re setting up like the passing of a day and as the day goes on, your painting becomes more and more until night and then wham ! Crystals illuminated.”
“It sounds amazing,” Seokjin compliments, excited for how it’ll turn out as he sits and readies himself to become Yoongi’s canvas.
It starts with simple brush strokes for the first few shots, and after adjusting the lighting, a few more colors here and there. Yoongi pauses in the beginning though and intensely focuses on Seokjin’s eyes.
“Everything okay?” Seokjin hesitantly asks. Is the paint sweating off.
“I should be asking you that. I didn’t notice it before, but have you been crying?”
Jungkook and Seokjin freeze and Seokjin’s eyes go round.
“What…”
“You’re eyes have been red rimmed for a while now, like you cried earlier. Did something happen?”
Jungkook rushes over and gently turns Seokjin’s face towards him. His eyes go wide upon seeing the redness.
“What? No, nothing happened,” Seokjin rushes to explain, remembering the tears he shed earlier at his apartment. He can feel his body heating up at the attention and embarrassment of his emotional state.
He can also feel his eyes start to water.
“Hyung,” Yoongi gently says, face turned down in concern. “What happened? Who made you cry?”
“No one did! Nothing happened. I was only at home before this and came straight here!” Seokjin explains, his voice getting wobbly.
“Did Jimin sunbae do something?” Jungkook interject, voice hard.
Seokjin jumps out of his chair. “No! Go no! Jiminie is the best person in the world! He’d never make me cry!” Tears start to fall at the embarrassing situation, surely ruining whatever paint Yoongi’s put on him.
“Okay okay,” Yoongi calmly says, hands out in a calm down manner to both men. “Let’s calm down. Did something happen to you?”
Seokjin shakes his head.
“Okay,” Yoongi pauses before gently asking, “Were you just in your feels? ‘Cause I get that way sometimes, so does Kookie.”
Seokjin wrings his hands together.
“It’s because of you two!”
A pin drop could be heard.
“...what?” Jungkook asks, hurt evident in his voice.
Seokjin steps away from both of them and starts pacing.
“UGH!” He runs a hand through his hair. “I don’t mean it that way. It’s just. Both of you are so perfect and funny and amazing and talented. And you’re both the stars of the art department. You can have any model for your projects, hell you don’t even use life models but here we are! And have been for months now! And I’m suffering because I get a serious case of butterflies in my stomach whenever I see you, whenever I think of you and I’m just so in love with the both of you but You. Are. Together. And I’m here. Just a pretty face wanting your attention and hoping for things I shouldn’t be…”
Yoongi and Jungkook stare in shock at their stunning model, who keeps pacing and muttering to himself, not really realizing the bombshell he just dropped.
“Hyung,” Yoongi finally calls out, but not loud enough since Seokjin is still muttering to himself, now biting his fingernails. Yoongi softly approaches his hyung and manages to stop the elder with a gentle hand on Seokjin’s smooth, muscled arm.
“Hyung.”
Seokjin stops and looks at the one interrupting him, and it takes a while a second to realize what has just happened.
Seokjin’s eyes go wide and he goes from a startling pale to a deep shade of red that spreads down his neck and chest.
“Oh god. Oh fuck, the fuck did I just say?” He whispers before he drops into a squat to hide his face in his bent legs. “Oh my stars and garters, the absolute fuck Seokjin? You’re smoother than this. Oh god,” Seokjin keeps whispering as more tears fall from embarrassment.
What the fuck Seokjin? Now they’re going to be disgusted with you and awkward. You just ruined everything .
Yoongi smiles fondly at the elder before beckoning a still shocked Jungkook to him. Jungkook looks at his hyung and mouths, did he just say what I thought he said? Yoongi nods and smiles brightly before bringing the both of them to Seokjin’s level.
“Hyung,” he gently says, his hand warm and soothing on Seokjin’s back. “Hyung can you look at me? At us?”
Seokjin shakes his head no and sniffs.
“Please?”
“Hyungie? I can promise it’s okay. I swear on all of my talent as an artist,” Jungkook finally says, voice gentle and sweet.
Seokjin finally lifts his head a bit, eyes red and glistening with tears.
But still incredibly ethereal.
“There he is,” Jungkook sweetly says as a hand gently pets Seokjin’s ruined hair.
Yoongi bites his lower lip wondering how he should approach the situation before deciding to hell with it.
“Would you believe us if we said we feel the same?”
Seokjin blushes but shakes his head no.
Yoongi smiles his gummy smile at how cute his hyung is acting.
“Can we prove it to you after the session with coffee?”
Seokjin looks intently at Yoongi and glares cutely at him.
“Ahh my hyungie is so cute,” Jungkook dreamily says as he stares at Seokjin.
Yoongi chuckles before lifting a hand to brush away strands of hair from Seokjin’s forehead.
“How about it hyung? Coffee? I promise you that we’ll,” he points to himself and Jungkook, “prove to you how much we feel for you.”
Jungkook nods in agreement. “And how long we’ve felt for you. Can we try?”
Honestly, Seokjin can’t say no to these two’s cute, pouty faces.
He sniffs, “Coffee?”
Yoongi leans forward and rests his forehead against Seokjin’s while his other hand grabs Jungkook’s tightly.
“Coffee...and forever. I promise.”