☇ hyunjkook - chicago city area

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@☼ hwang hyunjin if an art work could purely embody a person, this would be. it looks exactly what jungkook would picture a hyunjin original to look like. a smile paints itself on jungkooks face, leaning back and away from the oncoming still wet plate. he wasnt taking any chances of hyunjin getting it all over him - and he would.
oh yeah? He has your face shape.
he teases trying not to physically coo when he sees his name written on the collar. he hates himself. he pushes himself of from the table and stands up; he picks the teapot up from the head and then sets in in his palm carefully
c'mon then. the website said it'll take a day to dry so we can have a staff come pick them up tomorrow.
he says halfway out the door to the other room where the paint instructor had been. she leads the duo over to the drying rack area where a dozen other creations had been there set to try. when they manage to place their clay designs without breaking them , jungkook turns to hyunjin
back to the hotel we go, bueford. lets goooo.

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ When had it transformed into this? Hyunjin had found himself questioning that multiple times throughout the past weeks of the tour. Challenging glances across practice rooms, and awkward bump ins at the dorm, had turned into hand holding in secret, and kisses in closets. He hadn't felt so alive since... Well, in a long, long time. And for once in his life, his happiness didn't come at the expense of someone else. Was this what it felt like to be at peace in life?
When Jungkook presents his final creation, Hyunjin can't help but think how much his mom would like him if they ever met. His charming smile, his friendly personality... And maybe Jungkook wouldn't find her illness weird. Maybe he wouldn't run away.
"Tada," he flaunts, holding up his plate by the edges to not smudge the stripes he'd painted on. The puppy face is decorated in neutral browns and pinks, with glimmering eyes, and green stripes on the background. Where the tag hangs round by the collar, he'd shakily written in Jungkook's name. "I dedicate this plate to you. Once it's all fired and ready to go, it's yours. See, because it's a puppy." He points in the air to the dog, his smile so wide his cheeks strain with soreness. "Do you like it? I think he likes you. Woof!" He bounces the plate towards the other's face with a light hearted laugh.

@☼ hwang hyunjin jungkook, hand still holding hyunjin in place, turns to find that yes there were napkins at the cleaning station. the cleaning station that would require him to get up from his spot and that would be he wouldn't get to have hyunjin close like this, no thanks. he turns back around and finishes wiping the remnants of paint off hyunjins skin and gives a small shrug of the shoulders.
too far away and i'm lazy. plus, it's more so colored water more so than it is paint.. the color will come out easily.
he tells him dismissively. he was about to let go, albeit reluctantly, but hyunjin was suddenly nose first into the fabric of his shirt. he wasn't quite sure what to think of that but it has him laughing anyway. 'just like a puppy' he thinks warmly, heart beating wildly against his ribcage and he hopes that hyunjin couldn't feel it too.
it's versace eros... it came with a gift set that versace had gifted me in congrats for the tour and stuff..
god he wants to kiss him so bad. why was he like this? he clears his throat when hyunjin is the one pulling away. jungkook quickly removes his arms and puts some distance - not much , between them and nods slowly as the other talks remembering he had asked him a question.
so you were loyal to him, understandable. love makes us stupid or , in some cases, stupider. sheeessshhh, got em.
he says, mocking his crush in true gen z fashion to divert away from all the things he was making him feel as anyone else would logically do. but of course hyunjin never lets him or ing heart have a break. a soft pair of lips connect to his cheek in a passing act of friendly affection. it shouldn't mean anything to jungkook but here he was heart shaking and hoping that it affected hyunjin the same way. it doesn't matter though because his friend in a crack head with adhd , he was already focused on something else and that something else being his creation.
yeah, I think.. I'm done.
he nods taking in the teapot. he drawn a cherry blossom tree on the from with pink petals scattered across that traveled all the way around to the back where he had painted two people standing in a field staring up at the starry night sky surrounded by the falling leaves.
It wasn't what I had originally intended it to be, it's actually kind of simple and NOT my best works but i like it. I think I'm satisfied. What about you? Are you done?

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ "Eh?" He went to flick some hair off his forehead, intercepted by Jungkook gripping his face to wipe at his chin with his sleeve, the green paint a colourful patchwork on the brand sleeve. "Hey - you could've used a napkin!" Hyunjin laughs, but he's a big toothy, grinning mess as he's babied. This side of himself is reserved for Miso and Jungkook exclusively, with others getting a glimpse of his chaotic personality but this cheeky, playful, dare he say, soft side of himself... Well, he couldn't very well tarnish the Hwang Hyunjin brand like that, could he?
He pecks the air above Jungkook's face, still locked by the neck, when he's wiped up. The apples of his cheeks glow red from the daze of amour the other's presence has on him. He dips his nose down to the sweater, inhaling deeply. "Mmm... You smell good." He inhales again. "And no... I didn't take the money. It could've changed my life but I guess I liked him too much back then. Umma still says I should have taken it," he laughs, getting one last deep whiff of Jungkook's scent before tugging himself out of his hold. "Doesn't matter anyway because now I'm a y idol who rakes in cash. I got to send umma to the fancy care place." This time he actually pecks Kook's cheek, peeking over his shoulder after to look at his creation. "Oooooh! Look at that! You have magic fingers, Jeon Jungkook."

@☼ hwang hyunjin Jungkook looks up from his almost completed work to glance over at the plate in question. he didn’t even hesitate after a second of taking in the cute design
stripes. everyone knows stripes are for puppies and polka dots are for cats. d u h
he spares hyunjin a look having to do a doyble take of the mess he had created on himself and of course he was oblivious to it all. typical.
look at you, a mess . who’s really the maknae here, huh?
he sets down the brush for the umpteenth time it felt like, unable to truly keep it in his hands as they always found their way back on hyunjin somehow.
tch cmere
he tuts, snaking his arm around and grabbing the rapper by the back of the neck to gently urge him closer while he takes his sleeve of his black sweatshirt to wipe off the color droplets from his cheek and neck ; it gave him something to focus on rather than ‘jeonghan’ and his supposed ty relationship with hyunjin. maybe he shouldn’t have asked but he does anyways because Jungkook always does things against his better judgment
500k in US dollars? That’s… a lot. Did you take it?

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ The last touch had been applied to his puppy face and now it came to the background details... Stripes or polka dots... or some zigzags? Maybe a bit of everything... He ruminated over the endless options, nodding at Kooks question. "Yeah, it's been weird. Hey, do you think I should do stripes or polka dots?" The paint brush taps on the wrong side against his chin, and he sits oblivious to the spatters of watered down paint he runs down his neck and shirt while he does. "Jeonghan and I were ... Never aaaaa... Good relationship. His parents hated me. Mine... Well, my dad hated him when he found out. And when I moved back to Korea, I kinda just bounced." His paint brush, now dancing between his fingers clattered to the table, splashing a bit of green paint on the edge of his plate. "Did you know Jeonghans mom offered me 5 million won to dump him?"

@☼ hwang hyunjin Jungkook felt his brain short circuit for just a moment, heart plummeting to his stomach. so his ex was now still somewhat in and apart of his life. His skin pricks with jealousy at this knowledge and jungkook finds his tongue prodding against the inside his cheek but not like before when he was flustered. it had been a habit that the guitarist had developed over time when he had been overwhelmed with a certain emotion and was unable to express anything further much like right now. he had no right to be upset by this but it didn’t change the fact that he was.
That must be awkward for you haha
he still tries to come off nonchalant but he wanted to know how hyunjin felt about this jeonghan.. .

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ He'd noticed that every time Jimin came up in the conversation, Jungkook's demeanour always changed. His shoulders tensed up, his jaw clench. Yet the fondness in his eyes was a turmoil of nostalgic longing and anger. He could understand. Jeonghan had looked at him the same way when they'd reunited. WIth worlds of hurt hidden behind his stony expression. Hearing his friend recount how things had ended only deepened the guilt that lingered in his gut. The way he'd left Jeonghan.
"His name was Jeonghan," he tries, biting his lip while bringing his plate close to his nose - partially to hide his face and partially to get the perfect white dot on the eye of the puppy. "We met in high school. Dated for a bit and ... When I moved back to Korea, we stopped seeing each other."
Another dot on the other eye and he lowered his plate. "His mom hated my gutsssssss.... It's funny, because Jeonghan is actually a trainee in our company now."
Those were probably words he shouldn't have said aloud, but they were out before he could stop himself, offering a sheepish smile to Kook. "I didn't know myself until we ended up being on a variety show together."

@☼ hwang hyunjin jungkook had the audacity to smirk in all his smug glory peeping the redden cheeks that hyunjin was embarrassingly sporting. cute. he considers this a win. he gives a half shrug , ridding the paint off his brush with the now murky colored water and goes back in for pink to draw falling cherry blossoms on splotches. he purses his lips at the question, why did hyunjin care? maybe he didn’t and was just curious? Did he actually miss jimin?
Yeah. He was my best friend before he was my lover. He was everything to me until he wasn’t… but you know having someone so important to you just leave out of your life with no explanation ing . Sometimes i miss him and sometimes there’s this ugly feeling that stabs me in the gut.
he hadn’t taken notice of how tense he had become and he slowly relaxes along with the grip on his brush.
Oh?
he perks up at the mention of hyunjins ex; there’s an ugly green feeling at surface level but he tries to feign disinterest
hope your experience was better than mine
lies. he hoped hyunjin hated his ex and that they never talked. well that’s what jealous jungkook wishes anyways.

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ This little ... Hyunjin wanted to curse, except that he was right on the money and the hand travelling up his thigh didn't help his situation anymore. The blush that had bloomed unexpectedly on his cheeks deepened from the commentary, and he kicked away Jungkook's hand. There was no way he'd let him win that easily over him.
"Get out of here, you ," he tried to laugh off. It was no surprise when he reached out to bring Kook's hand back to his knee, though, both of them having to paint with one hand only.
"So an only child that explains why you're annoying," he teased instead, hoping that his transition was smoother this time. "Jimin, huh... You've mentioned him before. Do you think about him a lot?" He hadn't really meant to ask, but he'd be a liar if he said he wasn't curious about the man that Jungkook had loved before. Not that their situation was... "Anything", as they'd unfortunately established in a panic the other night, but a part of him feared Jimin returning out of the blue and taking Jungkook away. "I have an ex too. From like, way, way back."

@☼ hwang hyunjin learned something else too- you have an extreme praise kink but you get shy easily and you know what else..?
he trails off as his voice lowers, hand slowly slide up from his knee to his thigh
you’re absolutely ing terrible and dodging topics , no smooth transitions at all
sorts on a laugh , giggling even as he pulls away; he takes a look over at hyunjins work and it’s cute and somehow matches him now more than it did even hour ago.
I’m an only child
jungkook answers anyways and he dips his brush in a variety of blues and greens, browns hand working diligently on the teapot while talking
I wasn’t ever lonely though, i had my cousins and my band members and ….. jimin……
his vision for his picture suddenly didn’t match what was on the clay anymore but he was surprisingly ok with it because it was becoming beautiful all on its own

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ His foot was jostling anxiously under the table, knee bouncing enough that the table rattled the brushes and cups of water. Revealing pieces of himself, a vague as they were, had always invited a panic reaction out of him. Probably due to the remnants of his father's hold on them. Scaring them to silence. Even when his mom had gotten her restraining order on him he had his ways. It was thanks to Jungkooks hand on his knee that he snapped to, lookin up to his friends brilliant smile and finding all fear erased. The glow in his eyes inspired a similar expressions from Hyunjin, and he nodded, eyes narrowing into half moons.
"I wouldn't say I'm a great son but... Well, here's the things I've learned about you so far. Your neck is sensitive, you're annoying at Uno and your parents own a sick noodle shop..."
His laughter was genuine, rocking the table again to the point he had to steady it with a hand. His puppy plate was coming along well, another dash of brown, pink there, yellow there. "Y'know..." Hyunjin began slowly, "I haven't seen my dad in... Almost three years now. Hey, do you have any siblings?"

@☼ hwang hyunjin she’s very strong, yes
he agrees, the right side of his mouth quirking up at hyunjins understanding . not that his mom needed validation from a stranger she didn’t know but he appreciated that her hardships were acknowledged.
The blonde rapper is hesitant from the start and jungkook quickly picked up on it, however; he doesn’t say anything because he knows if Hyunjin truly felt uncomfortable and didn’t want to talk about it, he wouldn’t. So jungkook listens intently while keeping his eyes trained on his artwork, switching brushes and going through a variety of colors. he offers a couple hum and ‘ahhs’ to still engage with his story, to show he was very much paying attention to the conversation. hyunjin wasn’t the type to want a pity party and while the words might be right on his tongue jungkook swallows every ‘i’m sorry’ and ‘thats ed’ that threatens to slip past his lips. He couldn’t imagine what life would be like having to take care of his mom who suffered from a disease while his dad did nothing. he and hyunjin may be cut from the same cloth but they have experienced very different walks of life. jungkook waits until the other finishes to say anything at all, he turns his teapot around to the back to work on next before he turns to hyunjin
I guessssss that was fair. So what I’ve learned about you since the start of the tour: you’re a needy roommate, annoying in the mornings, annoying when hung over, can be artistic sometimes and …. are a great son. hm. interesting.
there’s a lightness to his tone as he speaks, knowing the two of them don’t withhold serious conversation for too long. it’s not their thing. but there is a an underlying sincerity to his last few words and he hopes hyunjin knew what a great son he was for caring so much. he moves his hand non painting hand underneath the table , resting comfortably on hyunjins knee where he gives it the most gentlest of squeezes and an even more gentle smile to match. any traces of tension that had been lingering between them from last night was gone and only leaving content and warmth surrounding them in their own little bubble.

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ So his family was tightly knit together it seemed. Hyunjin listened with distracted enthusiasm, switching colours on his brush to get the desired results on his clay canvas, pretending to line up the brush with Kook's face even as he spoke like he was drawing his portrait onto the puppy at the center of his plate. If anyone asked, he was getting a colour match.
"That's pretty cool... Your mom sounds pretty strong to have been able to leave her family like that
I can't imagine it having been easy."
His eyes dart up to his friend across the table when he realizes what's happened - the table turn. It was a diversion tactic Hyunjin used frequently when it came to subjects about family. In interviews he always managed to sneak away from answering properly about his own family. But Kook was right. He did deserve something good in return. Not even Miso knew every detail of his family history, though she knew a good chunk, but Jungkook was like a weighted blanket of security on Hyunjin. His sheer presence a calming aura, and the fact that all he wanted to do was be around him made him trust the other enough with the story he was to share.
"Well... Since we're on the topic of family. We didn't grow up with much either." His jabby paint brush slowed down a bit, chewing the inside of his cheek while he parsed out how to explain this without seeming too much like an embarrassing sob story. "My mom's sick," he started with, figuring that'd be the easiest thing to share. "She has this condition called Parkinsons. Her whole body trembles against her will and she can't control it, she has a hard time swallowing... Anyways, I won't bore you with the details, but she lives in a care center in downtown Seoul because she can't live alone and my dad well... He's a ing jackass so he's no ing help."
He hadn't meant for the words to be so bitter, but the moment he thought about his father it was like a volcano boiling over. All the beatings, the degrading rants, the nights where Hyunjin had crawled to the bathroom to pee after he'd stood up for his mom. There was no love for his father, only animosity, and even speaking about him in conjunction with his mother pissed him off. Hyunjin stabbed his paint brush into the water with a glare, droplets splashing onto the table around them. "So yeah... That's why I'm doing this. I need the money for my mom. She used to play in the philharmonic..."
The tender memory soothes a bit of his frustrations, and he carefully picks up his brush again with a strained, sheepish smile. "Is that a fair bargain..."

@☼ hwang hyunjin hyunjin was indeed something else. jungkook can confidently say he has never met a character like him before; so explosive, eccentric and rugged around the edges yet he's quickly learning he's soft and fragile- clingy, definitely clingy. jungkook liked it. jungkook liked /him/ and its telling in the way his chest constricts tightly as he watches hyunjin practically fall out of the booth laughing at something unbelievably unfunny but it's beautiful as it is annoying just like hyunjin himself. he can't contain his smile and godammmit his laughter proves to be contagious as he also starts to laugh. it's telling in the way he his heart lurches at taking a selfie to cement this moment. it's telling in the way he smiles at the picture on hyunjin phone and decides that they good together.. they look /happy/ together.
you're dumb, I would not take you to my familys noodle shop, I make enough messes by myself. now go back to your spot, so we can actually finish.
he shakes his head in fondness, reaching over to help him up and somewhere in the process of doing so, hyunjin leans in for a hug and his lips had found purchase on jungkooks cheek. their cheeks match in hues of red with embarrassment and shyness and yet.... still.... jungkook didn't hate it. he glances back to his unfinsihed painting, barely having started and curses hyunjin for distracting him a g a i n.
you're extra annoying when hung over, I'm gonna fight you before the day is over. i already know it
my family owns it and runs it yes. they started opened it together when they were younger. their story sounds like a cheesy romance kdrama - total gag but it's cute I guess. basically my mom and dad met by "chance" or thats what they say at least, at a noodle shop. and they vibed and stuff, it became their thing. meeting at the noodle shop. and as you can guess they fell in love blah blah.
my mom's side of the family is actually really rich. like really ing rich and as you know rich people can be dickwads and thats what my grandfather was. he basically said if she dated my dad she's be outcasted and dropped from the family fortune because my dad wasn't exactly rich - he still isn't. but she said you and stayed with my dad and boom. ta-dah ya boy was born. we never really had a lot and money was really tight sometimes, you already know. they supported me and my music , and i've been saving up because I want to surprise them with a really beautiful home and a bigger noodle shop or at least an upgrade to the one we have now hahaha. we just support each other I guess
he nods his head recalling his close bond wit his parents , not even realizing he had picked up the brush again already halfway done with the cherry blossom tree he was painting. then, he throws his friend a look, eyes almost accusatory
annnnddddd that was more than what the bargain deal was, I better get something damn good in return.

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ So a noodle shop - huh - Hey!
*It's Hyunjin's turn to laugh, this time as Jungkook uses his forehead as a canvas, spreading pink paint across his skin like a newborn Simba in Lion King. He uses his phone to check his appearance and the laughter that bursts out of him could break the walls off the cafe. He's bent over in his seat, clutching his sides, falling over in their little booth for something that truly wasn't that funny, but perhaps it was the company he held.*
*he's still chuckling when he scoots over to sit to Jungkook, selfie app open with a thumb scrolling through the filters*
I need to get us in a selfie together *he points to Kook's hand* Get that in the frame
*he clicks a few shots - having found the perfect lion filter that had little paws and lions popping out in the corner before grinning to his friend*
If you wanted me to come eat at your noodle shop you coulda just asked, you didn't need to christen me in front of the pride
*He can't help it. It just happens. His lips find Jungkook's cheek and his arms squeeze him in a tight hug, forgetting for a second that this isn't the privacy of the hotel room and that he should be careful. It shows in the way his cheeks glow red as he pulls away, clearing his throat of any lingering embarrassment while he returns to his seat*
So noodle business. Does your whole family work there?
Are your parents still together?

@☼ hwang hyunjin jungkook makes to start pulling his away but to no avail as hyunjin already had it under siege , intertwining their fingers together. his tongue prods at the inside of his cheek to keep from letting his lips turn upwards and saving himself the mental embarrassment from how happy it made him. it shouldn’t. and yet.
Oh off. Always gotta bargain something huh? Tsk.
when his hand is released he moves it back to try and continue painting
Fine. Uh well… okay so everyone knows that my family owns a noodle shop but - what are you doing?
he interrupts his own words , eyes focused on the brush that was painting his skin courtesy of hwang hyunjin aka the ever last pain in jungkooks
You jackass!
he hisses though truly not mad but he does give hyunjin a smack of the arm in retaliation but then he stops, an idea having come to mind. a mischievous grin curls upon his lips.
really? it could use some work
he now drops his paintbrush as well to dip the pad of his finger into the pink paint that he was using and wipes it across hyunjin forehead, resembling a baby simba from the lion king
heyyyy! would you look at that, I also could’ve do e face painting

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ "Pfft - "
The moment Jungkook comments on his reflection being the handsome man in the middle, Hyunjin tries to reach for his phone back, glaring playfully at the other over the table. "Gimme that back, jerk," he laughs nevertheless, enjoying the graze of fingers they shared far too much. So much so that he dropped his phone much like he had his paint brush (and totally not because the shock that tingled up his fingertips at Jungkook's touch had made the phone slip out), and laced their fingers together. "I paint my pottery pieces, but I wouldn't consider myself a painter," he corrects with a grin, swaying their hands together for a moment. "As much as I like talking about myself, this is an unfair deal. Tell me something you do, and I might tell you something in return."
He dropped their hands, returning to the smeared paint brush to grab the same colour from earlier, worried about it drying on the bristles if he left it too long. But of course, he couldn't go without a childish prod to his friend, taking the same hand he'd ditched so he could paint a heart onto the space between his thumb and index on the top of his hand. "Ha! I could've done face painting, I think..."

@☼ hwang hyunjin jungkook shakes his head no because no he did NOT ever tell jungkook this. Maybe he wishes he had though, they might have been close a lot sooner. he doesn’t dwell on it though, nor does he have the time to do before hyunjin is dropping his paint brush the way a child abandons its toy and suddenly a phone his being shoved into his full view vision. He retracts his head a bit with a hand coming up to also hold the phone up , disregarding (but not really) the fact that hyunjins hand was already there.
Oh wow.
hyunjin really wasn’t bluffing either the proof was in the pictures. jungkook did he damned best to stay focused on the fact that hyunjin was sharing a glimpse into his private life something he’s never really done before -damn those ing overalls-.
handsome man in the middle? I think thats just my reflection actually
he teases with a roll of his eyes releasing hyunjins hand , fingers brushing gently against his in the process of doing so
Okays so, you do pottery and you can paint- what else do you do?
maybe he was prying now something he doesn’t usually do but now that hyunjin has finally have him /something/ he wants to milk it for all that its worth. he just wants to get to know his friend better

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ The gentle nudge did nearly mess up his , but with his expert hand, Hyunjin was able to pull back at the last second to save his piece, grinning ear to ear at Jungkook and returning with a nudge of his toe to the other's shin under the table. "You're such a kid, you know," he mimics in an over dramatized rendition of what he thought the other had looked like just then.
The surprise reaction he received from Jungkook was not unlike the one Miso had given him when he'd revealed his secret. Not that he blamed them. His private life was just that, private. Being so new to Janus, he was reluctant to share most of the information, but this was an actually happy one that he could approach with joy. "I guess I should say /rent/ because I don't have enough money to buy it off the landlord yet. It's small but it's my space. Before we debuted I'd go every weekend. I've seriously never told you this?"
Needing to show off a little, he dropped his paintbrush straight on the table (thank god the staff had learned to prevent messes like this by providing a table cloth) and yanked his phone out, pulling up a few photos to show to Kook. The first one was of him in the studio, wearing nothing but his denim overalls, the next photo was a short video of him throwing a new piece onto the wheel. And the last was him showing off his fired clay piece in his hands, still shirtless in stained overalls, with a bit of peaking out to say hello. "Here. That's my studio. Don't get distracted by the handsome man in the middle."

@☼ hwang hyunjin he glances over at hyunjin eyeing the plate that he chosen , he snorts and despite the awkward tension that surrounds them he cracks a smile - a smile made from unwanted fondness
you're such a kid, you know
jungkook gently nudges his shoulder, threatening to mess up hyunjins creation before he had even started. they fell back into their playful antics and banter though jungkook kept himself at a distance and his eyes mostly trained on the tea pot at hand. he grabs a brush himself and there's a brief stutter in his movements, hyujins words catching him off guard
you paint? wait... /you/ /own/ a /studio/?
he gives the other an incredulous look as though he couldn't believe that hyunjin did art let alone owned a studio to do it in. just when he thought the sly er couldn't get anymore attractive. when he realizes hes's been staring with wide eyes like a psycho for too long, he breaks his gaze slowly bringing his attention back to the activity at hand; he dips the tip of the brush in a dark hue of pink and begins to carefully work, using delicate against the clay pot

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ Jungkook had definitely put a pause on things since the night of the livestream. While they'd snuggled in the bed the night of - with Hyunjin all but forcing him to - the following morning, his roommate had been gone and to rehearsal before him. With half of us hung over and strung out from the celebrations of the night before, rehearsal hadn't been the best. Minho had gone hard on his corrections with the choreography, chastising Hyunjin for not having the same energy. Which is why, when he finally cornered his friend for the afternoon for a night out on the town, he was elated that he'd agreed.

"Five o'clock reservationnn!" he echoed behind Jungkook, eagerly skipping to their privatized area of the cafe. It made it easier to be themselves here, without having to worry about the prying eyes of fans that might be passing by. He'd chosen a silly little plate - one you'd put your keys in - with a puppy face in the middle. It would never be something he'd think to create in his tiny studio back in Seoul, which is why he'd chosen it.

"This is gonna be the best work of art I create. And I dedicate it to you, Kook," he announces prematurely, taking one of the brushes that had just been complimented and plunking it unceremoniously into the paint. "Oh wait - I didn't want that colour -" With a quick dip of his brush in the water, followed by crazily wiggling it around, he tried again, dipping into the colour he actually wanted. "This place definitely has nicer materials than my studio."

() please don't mirror my length either
i had some thoughts to enter lmao

@☼ hwang hyunjin () dw abt the length pls shsis

@☼ hwang hyunjin truth be told jungkook was genuinely excited for this outing with hyunjin , yes he had avoided him a much as he could until hyunjin found him but it was a break from being around everyone. despite the rappers words cutting a deep wound that jungkook hasn’t quite started healing yet, he’s the only one he could tolerate while feeling like mentally and physically. rehearsals went the way one would expect them to when both groups had drank so much the night prior including hyunjin yet he still seemed as lively as ever
jungkoook had found out that hyunjin enjoyed pottery and painting all the same , and jungkook like like painting in general so they met in the middle
He was craving sweets though and everywhere had at least one or two candy stands that had him mesmerized and absolutely salivating but of course he was with the worlds most impatient person so he was tugged away like a child
we still have time , you’re just impatient
as they walked into the pottery place, jungkook kept a comfortable distance away from the other and permanently situated his hands into his pockets , it was different from before and jungkook had become extra cautious when around hyunjin
hi, we’re here for the five o’clock reservation for hyunkook
the lady wearing an protective apron waves a hand guides them towards the back where there’s a selection of already molded pottery that was in wait for a makeover; out of this variety jungkook for the teapot
I think this’ll turn out cute
he mutters to himself, stealing a glance over hyunjin who selects his mold of choice. once they’ve concluded that - ofc hyunjin taking longer than necessary as he contemplated between two- they’re lead to a more private and reserved area than the rest of building as per request as they were ‘celebrities’
their little ‘work stations’ had vast range of paint, palettes, and brushes
wah so official. these brushes are good quality!

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ *Within the blink of an eye, they'd already done half the cities in south east asia. Hyunjin could still hardly believe how fast he'd amounted to popularity. From being a broken bum in the ghettos of New York, to being cheered for by thousands of thirsty fans, and have lyrics sung back to him that they had released. While his relationship with many of his group members remained rocky, Hyunjin still held a favourable spot for his one and only: Jungkook.*
*which is exactly why they had organized an outing together on a rare afternoon off from their schedule. Especially since their livestream... Things had been different. The early morning practice hadn't done well to aid with Hyunjin's sleepiness, but considering the place they were going to was a cafe and clay spot, he wasn't concerned*
Hurry UP!
We're gonna miss our reservation if you spend any more time ogling those -
*Hyunjin sighs, rounding back to grab Jungkook by the back of the shirt when he saw him salivating over a hand-pulled candy stand*

() sorry i godmodded a teeny bit

@☾ kim minjoo ᵐʲ you’re right, surprisingly! kidding - kidding don’t hit me your punches hurt.
but no, yeah. I just to man up and ask. I’ll wait until we’re in Taiwan to ask.
nods , mentally hyping himself up to believe that this was in fact the correct and less messy choice given his options.
Thank you , my precious minjoooo for always listening to me
he coos playfully to bring the tension he was starting to feel in stomach back down. he holds up the necklace and decides he’s going to buy it, looking no further than that
are you getting the necklace for Chaewon or are you going to try and find something else?

@☾ kim minjoo ᵐʲ aht aht aht! Don’t give me that look, kim minjoo. I knowwww it’s a recipe for disaster
he huffs suddenly feeling defensive but she was right and he couldn’t deny it especially after what had happened with jimin. he’s not ready to put his heart back out there on the line like that; hyunjin was dangerous and an enigma but that’s what makes it so easy to want more
you’re right.
he concedes, picking up necklace made from black and red string interwoven together and a dragon pendant designed with blue and red rhinestones.
do i just suddenly back off? do we ask what the we’re doing? do i go ‘hey lets not do this anymore before things get complicated’? all of those options seem like a one way ticket to hellsville and then what- oh yeah I become Taylor Swift for the next 3 months of life writing sad song after sad song.
he purses his lips, contemplating before turning to minjoo in full and holding it up a bit
what do you think about this?

@☾ kim minjoo ᵐʲ I am whatever i say i am
he chimes back cheekily , slowing down - not that they we’re going very fast anyways considering the ton of people- and steps aside away from the herd of people walking. he migrates inside the makeshift tent eyeing what looks to be handmade jewelry
Fridge magnets? That’s what she wanted ?
snorts in disbelief but says nothing else, he quietly fingers at a pair of feathery earrings that had caught his attention
my relationship problem…
he trails off , turning his head to look to see if the vendor had been paying attention to them- he wasn’t
a certain red head turned blonde suddenly found his way underneath my skin and i , being the clueless ing idiot I am, has no idea what these means. Also, that necklace is pretty, I think she’ll like it.