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marloree · 5 months ago

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𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝑒

Pairing: Model! Beomgyu × Artist! Reader

Genre: romance, fluff

Word count: 2.2 k

As an artist, you always admired beauty - in nature, in things, in people, in feelings. Your entire life revolved around it, you could find beauty in the smallest of things and it delighted you. Beauty was something you always appreciated and strived to express in your art. Beauty, in a way, was your home, a place of peace.

Since your teenage years, you always found beauty in the passers-by. Sitting in the school, in the park or in the subway, you always found the person whose beauty you wanted to capture.

Now, as you became a professional artist, this habit of yours didn't change. Albeit, now you had the chance to ask the person to model for you - for money, obviously. And, fortunately for you, some agreed, letting you attempt to capture them on canvas for however long you wanted.

However, this time was different. The man you met left you speechless. The beauty that radiated from him was nothing less than ethereal. You couldn't help but look at him in awe. Luckily, the man agreed to model for you, making your eyes glisten with undeniable anticipation.

Since it was summer, you both agreed it would be best if you do your painting sessions outside.

The next day, half an hour earlier than the arranged time, you were already looking for the perfect spot in the park you two decided to meet at.

And you did. You found just the perfect spot. It was in the middle of the park, nearby the pond. The water made the air there cooler compared to the other parts of the park so, gladly, you wouldn't sweat buckets while painting.

As you awaited the model, you settled down your supplies, thinking of the yesterday's encounter.

Beomgyu, that was the said model's name, appeared to be just as beautiful inside as he was outside. He was aware of his charm, but didn't act on it or seemed arrogant. Despite his undeniably gorgeous looks, he seemed to be a humble and nice man. At least, that was your first impression. Well, you hoped it wasn't just a first impression.

Rethinking your numerous encounters with your ex models whose ego seemed to be higher than the sky, you hoped that, just maybe, this one wouldn't be like them.

As you were thinking, you suddenly heard the rustling of the branches - someone was approaching, for sure. Looking up, you saw that it was your new-found model, Beomgyu.

"Oh, hi!" you waved slightly, inviting the young man to sit at the already arranged for him area.

"Hello", Beomgyu settled down, preparing to pose.

You helped him take the perfect position, relieved to see the man being cooperative. Letting out a delighted sigh, you sat down, ready to begin your work.

"Oh, before I start, do you have experience in modeling?"

"Not really," the man shrugged, "but I thought it would be an interesting experience to give a try to."

"An interesting experience, huh? Does he have nothing better to do than model for a total stranger?" Numerous thoughts popped in your mind.

"I see...Well, I hope you enjoy your experience here."

Beomgyu did a perfect job for someone with no experience. He was patient and willing to listen to you, sitting in one pose without moving for long periods of time.

Almost two hours have passed when you finally decided to take a break and have some mercy on the poor unexperienced man. Setting your brushes aside, you got up, shaking off your legs.

"Would you like to eat something or just relax and get rid of the stiffness?" You reached into your bag and pulled out the snacks you brought, offering some to Beomgyu. "I know posing isn't an easy thing to do, especially for long periods of time. So feel free to take a rest, however long you want."

The man let out a groan, immediately getting up and walking in a small circle, shaking off the tension in the muscles. Once Beomgyu finally relaxed, he reached for one of the snacks.

"Thank you. I knew posing wouldn't be easy, but...I definitely underestimated the discomfort it may bring."

"Ah, it's always like this! We tend to underestimate things, you know." You chewed on your snack while looking at your sketch. It was far from perfect, but you were doing quite a good job today.

You looked once again at the sketch and then at Beomgyu. You, undeniably, managed to catch some of his beauty on the canvas, but...the only thing you could see was a not yet finished portrait of a handsome man. Nothing more, not even a hint of soul. You just drew a blank portrait of a person. Or, rather, you drew the person you knew nothing of and couldn't portrait his character.

Beomgyu noticed the disappointment in your eyes that appeared when you looked at your work. "Is something wrong?"

"No...Well, not really. I'm just thinking that I shouldn't draw people only because they're pretty. Look at this", you turned the canvas to him, "it looks absolutely blank, meaningless."

Beomgyu glanced down at the sketch, comparing it to the face he saw everytime he would look in the mirror.

"Yes, you did a good job conveying my features. But, it is just a pretty drawing with no meaning behind it. However, what meaning could you put? You know nothing about me."

"Yeah, you're right", you muttered.

"Although, it's not so hard to change that: we could try getting to know each other," Beomgyu offered, a small smile evident on his face.

"Really? You wouldn't mind that, would you?" you asked, just to be sure.

The man shook his head. "Not at all. Moreover, I'd be glad to get to know you better. You seem to be a nice person. Plus, I've seen some of your art before and, well, it left me curious to get to know what kind of person stands behind it all."

"Oh, so that's why you agreed to model for me...I see," you muttered, realizing that his interest for the job wasn't the only reason. He was interested in you, as a person.

"You mentioned seeing my art before, am I really that famous?" you joked, wanting to change the topic.

"You might not be so famous, but I for sure stumbled across your drawings in the magazines for a few times. Every single one of your works left me wonder just what exactly you wanted to represent, what emotions you put in and what you've been going through while you worked on it."

"Well, art for sure is a way to express my feelings for me. It makes me more relaxed and helps me get calmer, knowing that I was able to express myself, that some people will actually get the message I put into my work. Overall, letting my emotions out through canvas or paper is already good enough for me," you explained, feeling yet once again the love and passion you had for your work rising in you, "but it makes me so happy knowing that someone actually gained interest in my art", you smiled.

"I'm glad you were able to find a way to express yourself, it truly is something to treasure", Beomgyu replied thoughtfully, "especially when it becomes your safe place, a place where you can seek comfort when needed."

You nodded, "it really is".

Just like that you would meet up in the warm summer evenings in the park, taking your time to talk and paint. You discussed many different things, day by day getting to know and understand each other better. Slowly, the unknown man, like a puzzle, was turning into someone you could call an acquaintance. As days passed, the acquaintance turned into a friendship.

As you were slowly learning the man's character and his point of view on numerous things, your sketches gradually improved, too. It wasn't lacking as much emotion as it did before. The once emotionally blank portrait slowly turned into one of a living, feeling person. You couldn't deny that the similarity of the man to the painting grew stronger each day, too.

Luckly, your first impression didn't trick you this time. Beomgyu turned out to be a genuinely nice and humble person. As time flew by, you barely noticed how attached you grew to him.

Going home after your everyday sessions, you would catch yourself thinking about Beomgyu, your conversations with him, his words and opinions.

Meanwhile you didn't always particularly agree with some of his thoughts, you couldn't deny that they made you rethink your own opinions to come up with a stronger argument next time.

Once almost silent modelling sessions now would occasionally turn into heated arguments, which both of you enjoyed. You would explain your point of view while attentively listening to the other party. Sometimes it would turn into endless bickering, leaving you two laughing out loud at the way you acted.

Either way, these vocal debates helped you understand each other better.

But, on your way back home, Beomgyu's opinions weren't the only thing on your mind. Your thoughts would wander to the fact that, no matter how much fun you were having in the moment, your sessions would come to an end one day.

One day you'll finish your work and will have to say goodbye to once a stranger who now held a rather special place in your heart.

During your numerous sessions you grew fond of Beomgyu, of his lovely character, kind personality. You were happy that he was just as beautiful inside as he was out. And you didn't want to lose such a precious to you person. The thought made your heart ache.

June passed, July slowly turned into August, your work was slowly coming to the end. You almost completed your goal: painting an actually worthy portrait that both showed the person's outside beauty and his character.

As the summer flew by, the day of your last, final session arrived. It seemed like you only started your sessions a few days ago, but, sadly, the transience of time in the real life didn't match up with the slow pace of the time in your mind.

Now, you were finishing your portrait completely, only leaving a few last lines here and there to complete the painting fully, make it as perfect as you could.

As you worked, you looked at your painting, rather unsatisfied. It wasn't that it didn't turn out the way you wanted to. On the contrary, the piece of art met up all your possible expectations, you could proudly say that you've outdone yourself this time.

But, the thought of leaving this place and never coming back to your usual sessions saddened you. Of course you would have many opportunities to visit the park whenever you wanted to or had the time, you could even arrange your sessions with other models there. However, you were sure that it would never feel the same without Beomgyu by your side. You might be lucky enough to find good models, but could they replace the kind man you've spent all the summer with? You were positive that they could not. At least, they wouldn't replace him to you. These said models may be 10 times better than Beomgyu in skill, but, to you, they still wouldn't stand a chance against the person you grew so attached and attracted to.

As you were so deep in thought, Beomgyu, just like on your first meeting, immediately noticed the look on your face. It was clear as day that you were unhappy with something.

"Hey, is everything alright?" He asked softly, barely breaking the pose he was in. During these past months, he really caught on the modelling business. Once being totally unexperienced, under your eye he quickly learned the basics and now could come off as a professional model.

"Not as alright as I'd want it to be", you answered truthfully. "In all honesty, I think I got a bit too attached to you during this summer, Beomgyu, and now it's hard for me to let you go. I know it's unprofessional on my side and I shouldn't have let my feelings take over the job, but I can't fight what I feel, either, can I?" you sighed.

"Oh, but who said we should part our ways completely? You never asked for my opinion on the matter, Y/N. Have you never thought that I, too, might feel the same way?" Beomgyu looked at you with his usual sparkly eyes, but now you could see a gleam of something new, yet unfamiliar to you, shining in his gaze.

You looked back at him: the idea, to be fair, never really crossed your mind. "Well, I didn't look this far, honestly. I never got into anything personal with my ex models so I thought you'd want to stay professional too..."

"You should have asked me, you know," Beomgyu smiled slightly, "on my part, I'd hate to stay "professional only" if we both feel the same way."

"But...do we, really?" You inquired sheepishly, still finding it hard to believe that everything was going so smoothly.

"I do, Y/N, I really do."

Within a moment the canvas standing in between the both of you were carefully pushed aside as your bodies enveloped each other's in the so long awaited embrace, all your doubts disappearing in a gentle kiss.

Taglist: @babymochibeargyu (thank you for asking to be added 🥺)

A/N: this took me a bit longer to write than I initially expected, but I hope you guys enjoy!!

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