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a remarkable relationship like taehyung's and jeongguk's has to start somewhere. that somewhere is a summer portraiture class, and it goes as smoothly as you'd expect.
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IF you've ever watched the disney movie hercules, you know who the 9 muses are. actually, if you're any kind of greek mythology whore, you for sure know who the 9 muses are! hey, hercules might be one of the most historically inaccurate disney films yet (next to pocahontas, of course), but it's got a banging good sound track! thanks to these 9 ladies.
just in case you're not familiar, the 9 muses are goddesses of greek mythology, or daughters of zeus, the god of the sky and thunder. they represented art, music, poetry, dance, tragedy - everything ethereal and lovely in the world! taehyung certainly held an immense amount of respect and admiration for the women. seriously, they're some female icons!
"so let me get this straight: you want ME, KIM TAEHYUNG, to model as your MUSE for your portraiture class?"
jimin nods fervently and grabs the other's shoulder with a smile. "i knew you would say yes!" he replies easily while starting to pack up his stuff. "i haven't even agreed yet!" taehyung feels like going into a coma. he's only 20, he shouldn't be feeling this much stress! maybe he should take up yoga. there's a flyer for pilates classes near the bus stop, he should take a look tomorrow and -
"dude. you have to! i'm a mentor for this class, i already said i'd bring you, and besides, you owe me! remember? does chaewon's party ring any bells?"
"do you have to bring that up every time you need me to do something? why would you even tell them i'd model for your freaking summer mentorship class!?" jimin sighs and puts down his phone momentarily. "look," he begins. "taehyung, we've been working out together recently, and you're actually hot,"
"okay? and?"
"wow, fuck you. like, you've always been gorgeous, but you got a little broader, and it's summer, and your hair got a little lighter, and," he impulsively yanks taehyung's shirt up to reveal toned honey skin. "i mean, look at that! you HAVE to show that off, son!"
the younger squeals in embarrassment and smacks off jimin's prying hands. "can you not molest me in public, thanks! my virgin abdomen... exposed! how will god ever forgive me, i've sinned because of you!" he cries, only to see jimin roll his eyes.
"taehyung, i saw you contemplating to sell our washing machine for 50 bucks. you are a real sinner,"
"desperate times call for desperate measures."
"we aren't in an economic crisis, dumbass. anyways, i'll see you at the art building on thursday. wear comfy stuff, unless you wanna pose naked - see you tonight at home!"
"i'm sorry, did you just insinuate i might be posing naked? jimin? park jimin, i know you can hear me! HEY!" it's too late, taehyung's best friend was already halfway across the parking lot. yep! he was fucked. there's no point in resisting jimin's twisted version of fate. he might as well give up now.
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"it's been five hours, are you done?"
"no, it's deadass been two minutes, do you even look at the time? jesus," taehyung grumbles through the bathroom stall at his evil friend. the art building's bathrooms are covered in well drawn graffiti, which is so cliche and artsy that it hurts to look at. at least there are a few dick drawings that make the atmosphere a little less egotistic.
"well, hurry up anyway. i wanna draw your pectorals and then get the hell out of here,"
taehyung unlocks the stall and shoots a dirty look at jimin. he successfully changed from his previous outfit to a plain green t-shirt and brown nike joggers. in all honesty, he doesn't understand why jimin doesn't just model himself.
compared to himself, jimin is RIPPED. complete top material, god material! jimin swats this suggestion away with an explanation of how the class wanted someone "leaner with a slighter body frame". bullshit. jimin's just lazy, but it can't be helped. they've been close friends since freshman year of high school, after all.
as they make their way to the classroom, taehyung has a little time to think. it's june of his sophomore year at SNU, and he's having a pretty good time with university life. oh, and by the way, taehyung's not an art major. he's actually in law. hence why he's not usually in t-shirts and sweats, 'cause that doesn't go with his working male vibe.
needless to say, he's a fan of business casual. he's also a fan of dance, which is one of the many factors as to why he and jimin get along. they even started a dance society club in their first year of college! dance is also the reason why taehyung was forced to start working out with jimin, because apparently it's more fun with a friend.
tch. whatever.
the pair enter the class, and things go as normal. jimin introduces him as the 'muse' of the day, taehyung greets everyone with a smile, then gets into the desired pose. the class is silent as everyone takes in his appearance. disheveled chestnut hair, lush lips, caramel eyes, golden skin - everyone knows the extent of taehyung's beauty except taehyung himself.
little by little, the kids get right to work on their easels, sketching happily away. the sound of graphite and oil pastel on sanded paper is comforting to the ear. is it a little uncomfortable to have so many stares on you at once? sure. but it's a summer course, and the class is full of mostly high schoolers, so taehyung doesn't mind too much.
until he hears a hushed whisper of "does taehyung-sunbaenim have a boyfriend?" wait, he thinks to himself. people can tell he's gay at first glance? wow. kind of impressive. taehyung can't help but take a quick peek in the direction of where he heard the question. the supposed suspect is turned around, engaged in a conversation with jimin, so he can't really get a good look at the guy's face.
he almost feels sorry for the kid, since he probably has no chance with taehyung. not to be rude, but he's never even thought about going out with a guy younger than him. taehyung prays that jimin isn't leading the poor guy on. he knows better than that, right?
jimin suddenly makes exaggerated eye contact with taehyung and smiles devilishly. he runs a hand through his silky hair and points his finger to a guy - the guy who sneakily asked about taehyung's love life. taehyung can barely keep his expression in check when he finally meets eyes with the kid.
'kid'.
a flight or fight response urge bubbles up in taehyung's stomach because there's no way, NO WAY that guy is a high schooler! piercing ink eyes, messy dark hair, and shoulders wider than taehyung's! really, that's unfair. and is that a silver chain sitting around his neck? taehyung thought that phase was over by now.
the soothing sound of pencil scratches pauses when jimin calls for a 10-minute break, and that's when taehyung grabs his friend by the collar and drags him to a corner. "what the hell is going on, mister park?" jimin laughs. "ooh, i like when you call me mister. you're so sexy, ahahah-"
"THIS IS NOT A LAUGHING MATTER,"
"calm down satan, it's just a little fun. the guy who was sitting in front of me is interested in you, in like a sexual way, you feel? and i was giving him a little friendly advice. you know, as a mentor figure, so relax,"
"i can't relax when i could go to JAIL for having sexual relations with a MINOR! he could fucking be, i don't know, 16!?"
"i'm actually 18. so."
"see, taehyung! he's 18, he said so himself, so what's the big deal?"
"the big deal is that - wait, what?" taehyung stops mid sentence to turn to his right, and sure enough, the minor in question is standing there. that's some hocus pocus shit. "how long have you been listening?" he questions, narrowing his eyes.
"not long, sunbaenim. i would never eavesdrop on someone i admire so greatly!"
"i like this kid," jimin mumbles. he receives a kick to the shin for that comment. taehyung doesn't really know what to say. they just met, so it's not like he's got a crush on some high schooler, even if the said high schooler is of legal age.
but he has to admit, the dude is hella attractive. do all seniors in high school look like this? they're about the same height, but taehyung could even be a centimeter or two taller. which makes sense, since he is two years older. right as taehyung opens his mouth to say something, students begin returning to their seats to finish the remainder of class.
the smirk on the kid and jimin's face is quite infuriating to look at. taehyung can already tell they'll be good friends, fuck. it's okay though, he thinks as he sits back on the stool. he is KIM TAEHYUNG and he is from DAEGU. the only thing that can take him out is nicki minaj's second verse in chun-li. he's not afraid of a stuck-up teenager.
and with that, taehyung sensually slides his hand down his chest, and grips the hem of his shirt. he slips his hand underneath the fabric, and after a moment of contemplation, he pulls his shirt over his head and casts it aside. jimin whoops a little too loud, but it doesn't matter.
the kid's face is priceless.
seokjin-hyung would definitely be proud at taehyung's valor. it was what he'd call a 'power move', after all. taehyung can even spot a couple pink-faced kids in the room. so cute! a glittering smile plasters itself on his face, working out was ultimately a good idea!
supposedly, taehyung is quite tan compared to some of the boys he sees on his instagram explore page. his collarbones jut out deliciously, his abs are admittedly much less defined than jimin's, but still subtle in a more subdued manner. seokjin often describes taehyung as indiana jones's twink son.
he's not really sure if that's a compliment or an insult, to be quite frank with you.
after jimin spends approximately ten minutes wiping shimmer body butter over taehyung's chest for 'added artistic affect', the class ends pretty swiftly. he doesn't really bother looking at the kid often, but when he did, taehyung was met with brown eyes with a sprinkle of... something.
he can't really decipher what the look meant, but it's fine. not like they're gonna see much of each other after today. after jimin dismisses the class, and the duo make way to go home, they're promptly stopped by the same kid, whose face is still tinted pink.
THINGS TAEHYUNG LEARNED AFTER CONVERSING WITH THE HORNY TEENAGER:
1. the kid's name is jeon jeongguk.
2. high schoolers are very forward when asking for a senior's number, quite surprisingly.
3. this wasn't the last time he was gonna see jeongguk.
great, just great! another weirdo to add to his long list of acquaintances. little did taehyung know, he was going to get very acquainted with jeon jeongguk in the future.
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don't attack me for giving tae abs..it just for da aesthetic ok i love him in every shape or form