TITLE :: DRAWING

AUTHOR :: KIWI’S [ @PIMKIWIZ ]

PARING :: DOUBLEB [BOBBI X HANBIN]

RATE :: PG

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[ You got that James Dean day dream look in your eye

And I got that red lip classic thing that you like

And when we go crashing down, we come back every time.

Cause we never go out of style

We never go out of style ]

“Is this Studio 3?”

That was the first sentence Hanbin heard coming out of this person's mouth.

The first sentence from Kim's mouth: Bobby....the person Hanbin's close senior had promised to bring as a model for the picture.

Portrait

that will be used as course grading work

Drawing

of Hanbin this semester

Model for work in the concept

nude

Hanbin's

from first sight I bet that his work must get an A plus grade from the fierce teacher Amanda. I mean, if he can draw the person in front of him like Kim Bobby, this person is exactly his concept. Exactly.

          NUDE , WILD , SEXY

Just seeing this person walk in, his head almost exploded with the hotness of this tall young man.

“You have come to the right place. Bobby that Mike arranged to meet, right?”

“Then you must be Kim Hanbin.” The voice of the person who had just entered the room sounded as Hanbin turned to pick up a wooden board and a pencil.

EE

rising from its own metal box

“Um...nice to meet you. ...And thank you for agreeing to be a role model for me. If it weren't for you, I definitely wouldn't be able to find anyone else.”

“I made a promise to Mike that he would come and help. His favorite younger generation Let's get started, shall we? Where do I have to sit?”

“There it is. There's a white cloth on the chair,” Hanbin said before pointing at one of the dozens of chairs scattered throughout the room. It wasn't often that this room was used by just two people like this. This room is a medium sized drawing studio. It can even hold dozens of people.

“Okay,” Bobby smiled.

Hanbin looked at the other person who was walking to sit on the wooden chair as he ordered. The soft sunlight hits the bare arms that are free from the white tank top of the person in front of him, causing it to shine in Hanbin's eyes. He turns to turn on the music on his cell phone that is plugged into his portable speaker. myself before the song

Take me to church

of

Hozier

will be played slowly

“Is this taking a long time..?” Bobby asked as he placed his black backpack on the ground.

“I don't know. It usually doesn't take me more than a few hours. But because this is a big project I might want to take a little more time.”

“As you please, I have nothing else to do,” the tall man replied.

“It's going to be a little hot,” the little one said as he got up and pressed the switch to turn on the not-so-large spotlight near the chair Hanbin was sitting on.

Hanbin looked up from the switch in front of him and saw that Bobby was taking off his tank top. The concept of this work is

NUDE

Because of that, it was very difficult for him to find a model. No one wants to sit naked in front of other people for hours on end. Especially the ones that didn't get paid. He almost thought that in the end he might have to invest in hiring someone to be the model.

“Do I have to take off my pants?”

"Not now. This is a prop. Just hold it." Hanbin answered the question while tossing another pack of cigarettes he had brought from home to the other person.

And he was trying to convince himself that he really wasn't thrilled with those six-packs. Even though his hand was shaking uncontrollably, he didn't mean to think of anything crazy. But those muscles are really beautiful.

He has taken many human anatomy courses. Until he was almost numb to the human body. But for this Bobby His feelings were different...

Both arms and abdominal muscles look not too little, not too much. The figure in front of him must be the type desired by young men all over New York... no. All over the world.

In a flash... his imagination imagined himself beneath the body of the person in front of him. Even though we had just met for less than ten minutes.

His body was already on the verge of exploding.

Mike said that the person coming was really hot... But he didn't think it would be this hot.

            “Winston?

Good stuff, if I may ask for one. You won't mind, right?"

“You can still take the whole envelope. I don't really like to smoke.

Winston

It's unbearable.”

"You've made a mistake."

Hanbin's hand started to hold the pencil down to the paper as Bobby lit the cigarette.

And when the smoke billowed from Bobby's lips He began to draw the outline of the body of the person in front of him.

"Sit up straight, Bobby. If you sit hunched over like that, your muscles won't be visible, only your belly. Lift your head a little."

"Okay..Okay..." Bobby answered softly before moving as the small figure said and looking at the other person without batting an eye.

And Man Hanbin felt like he was being watched rather than the other way around. He was the one who drew it. He shouldn't have been nervous because of being watched.

His hand held a pencil...drawing a picture of the person in front of him as it were on white hundred-pound paper. As Bobby grabs a cigarette...drawing himself with white smoke. with the faint smell of nicotine in the air .dominated him through the eyes that stared straight back at him at all times.

Hanbin ran his eyes along the facial structure of the person in front of him. Try to focus as much as you can on the hundred-pound piece of paper in front of you before sketching out your face.

Little by little, his picture was being filled in with countless pencil lines lining up to form a picture.

And there are some feelings that Hanbin has been missing for a long time. It was filled in with the image of the person in front. It can be called Is it fascination? The kind that just seeing makes you feel like you're being lured into another person's trap.

“Are you Korean?” Bobby asked first.

"Oh... you too, right?"

“Sort of, I've been here since I was a kid, what about you?”

“I lived in Los Angeles for two years. I just moved to Manhattan a little over six months ago.”

“Why did you choose to study fine arts?”

“Me? I don't know...I like it."

“What does that mean?”

“Sometimes, as time goes by, I'm not sure if I like to draw or if I have to draw... It's just, I'm good at it. So I just chose to come and study. But what do you study?"

“I don't study at university.”

Bobby's answer made Hanbin raise his eyebrows in surprise.

Who doesn't study at university these days? Especially people who wear expensive street brand clothes like the person in front of me. Looking at it, I knew that I must have a reasonable position. That backpack on the floor alone cost more than a whole year's worth of his school fees. Why don't you study at university?

“Why don't you study?”

“I'm a rapper...underground rapper.”

“Interesting, like some kind of hip-hop thing?” Hanbin said, looking up from his drawing paper.

“Sort of like that, performing in clubs and underground events, the money is good.”

“How much?”

“A thousand and a half hundred dollars per show...approximately.

“Wow...that's a lot. But I'm not surprised. I think half the girls on campus wanted to exchange their entire wallets just for the sake of meeting. A cool person like you.” Hanbin's joking words caused a bit of laughter from the other person.

"What about you? Is the picture you painted for sale?"

“I used to sell, but selling paintings is not fun. Selling is very difficult. If you want to get a price, you have to talk here and there. Sit and compose a story for the picture. I don't like it very much,” said the small figure as he narrowed his eyes and raised his pencil to measure the proportions of the person in front of him again.

“In this city, there are a lot of artistic people who will die.”

“No, they show themselves to be more artistic.”

“Then it shows that you are a true artist.”

“Me? On the contrary, I'm more of a fake artist,” Hanbin replied before bursting into laughter.

“Interesting, why do you think that? Tell me your story. Artist Hanbin”

It's a strange question... But even so, Hanbin chose to stop the pencil in his hand and started talking about this and that.

I went out to sea a lot until I realized it again. He found that the light that had previously shone in from the window had completely disappeared. And in just half an hour the power in the university studio will be cut off because it's closing time.

His picture hasn't even been carefully shaded yet.

“I guess I'll have to go back today. After a while he will cut off the electricity. Are you free tomorrow..or the day after tomorrow? It seems like I missed a lot of time.” Hanbin asked before putting down the pencil in his hand.

Actually, I don't want to disturb another person further. But it was already drawn like this. If he doesn't finish it, he will regret it.

“Tomorrow? Of course I'm free. It's a holiday. Is your university open too? Is this National Day?” Bobby asked back.

"I mean, at my house, not here. I have a small studio...at home."

Bobby was quiet for a moment, which made Hanbin feel strangely embarrassed. It means he's inviting people he's only met for less than four hours to his house. It was not Kim Hanbin's normal personality at all.

“Where is your house?”

"Boardway Road"

“Then send me the address. I will arrive in the afternoon.”

. D R A W I N G .

“...Today you mustn't invite me to talk like you did yesterday. Otherwise, you will definitely sit until you cramp and eat.”

Hanbin turned to look at Bobby, who was sitting in a chair in the middle of the empty room, adjusting the lights so that the light was as close to what he had written yesterday. He turned around and grabbed the board and moved his chair closer, almost next to the other person.

“I'm too lazy to wear contact lenses. Let me take a closer look.”

“At ease, Mr. Chitrakorn.”

“You don't look very rich, Hanbin. Is this apartment all alone?”

“Um, actually I had a rootmate before. But he has moved out to live with his girlfriend.”

“Three bedrooms in Manhattan. You're alone. It looks like he's not just an ordinary student.”

“Dad's apartment. You don't have to ask too much. Still, it can't compete with your house with a swimming pool at East 33,” he replied, referring to the large house that he secretly saw pictures of when he added Bobby's Facebook page.

He just knew at that moment that the person in front of him was not just rich. But you must be very rich. Nowadays, it is not easy for people to own a house in Manhattan. Especially if it's not an heirloom. You'll definitely have to have more money in your pocket than the average person can afford to buy a house as big as Bobby's mansion. Plus, that house isn't too far from the city center.

“Hey, that's me and my brother. I plan to open a small music label as well. So technically it is a company and not a house.”

“Technically, you own a house worth millions anyway.”

It took a while for her body to take on the shape she expected. He looked up at the board and looked at the other person's face continuously until the picture on the paper of the face was complete.

Hanbin pulled back his chair slightly and continued to draw the lower part.

“Take off your pants, Bobby.”

"now?"

“Are you going to wait for me to take it off for you?” he said. Clearly in his heart he was trying to control himself from doing anything embarrassing when he saw his hand move to undo his leather belt. and pulled down his light-colored jeans from his hips. Show off your dark gray underwear.

Calvin Klein

And the thing that caught Hanbin's eye the most was probably something that was raised incorrectly from what it should have been.

“Is there a bathroom, Mr. Kim Bobby? I feel like your item is already raised enough to point at my face. Before you came to take Viagra?”

“Then Mr. Hanbin, would you please help me?” Bobby raised his head and answered with a smile that Hanbin knew what it meant. Bobby stood up from the wooden chair and moved. Hanbin's swivel chair, come closer.

So close we could hear each other's breathing.

Hanbin says it probably wasn't Bobby who took Viagar.. But it was him who was definitely being played with. Just seeing this person made my whole body feel hot, even though we hadn't even touched each other at all.

“If you weren't wearing such a cleavage shirt, It probably isn't convex, right?"

"...I'm going up myself, I'm going down myself. I'm not involved at all." The small body answered with a little trembling because the distance between their faces was getting closer and closer until it was starting to become dangerous.

But he knew that in the end, he really couldn't resist this person's charm.

Just a few seconds Hanbin's mouth was suddenly taken over by another person... Along with his consciousness floating away and disappearing into thin air. Everything seemed slow and fast at the same time.

The other person's strong arms helped Hanbin up from the narrow chair. Change the location to a large oak table nearby instead.

I wonder if his work isn't finished anymore today.

. D R A W I N G .

Hanbin's painting was finished two days after that day...

It was the longest drawing he had ever done. It turned out satisfying enough if it weren't for the fact that he wasted it on Bobby too many times. He spent four full days hanging out with Bobby for just one drawing.

But overall it came out very good. So good that when Mike came to his apartment he said he was going to get an A or an A plus for this course.

And he's proud of it, too.

The small figure smiled to himself before taking out another photo sheet that was placed next to the writing table.

It was a similar picture to the one he sent.

Picture of the same man

But in different verses

The picture he sent It was a picture of Kim Bobby sitting on a chair wearing only underwear with a cigarette in hand. It represents danger and sexiness at its best.

Meanwhile, the picture he was holding gave a different feeling.

It's a picture of Bobby smiling... Smiling at Hanbin like he smiled back at that person with happiness that happened even in a short period of time.

He took out his cell phone from his pants pocket and hurriedly took a picture in front of him to send to someone he was looking forward to meeting...

Ever since the day he took his work to Professor Amanda at university. And he's taken Bobby to get cheap beer at his regular bar. He didn't really talk to that person anymore. Other than Bobby texting him inviting him to parties at his house twice in the past week.

He was so busy with the lecture project that he had to finish that he didn't pay any attention at all. Before I realized it, a week had passed. When I realized that I had accidentally not contacted Bobby at all. It made him extremely worried that Bobby would view him as a one-night stand.

Slender fingers tapped the keyboard for a long time. before pressing send when you think that the content therein should convey what he wants well

He wants to see Kim Bobby again.

'Hey, are you free? I have something for you, Times Square at six o'clock.'

And it wasn't even before the long hand of Hanbin's wristwatch touched another number. He received a reply from another person.

'I thought we had forgotten each other. Don't take the Timescast. Six o'clock at your house. I bought something myself. See you. Also, I don't want a picture of myself nude, but... if it's a picture of you. I'll put it in a frame and put it on my bedside table. Hahaha'

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