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1-800-jikooks · 7 years ago

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Don’t Let Me Be Misunderstood || Prologue

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader

Warning: smut, swearing, drugs and alcohol abuse

Word Count: 1.3k

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He had just been thrown out of the wedding when she saw him, he took out a pack of cigarettes and placed one between his lips. Amused by the scene he previously caused during the reception, she glanced at him and asked, “Can I have one?” “These are pretty expensive you know?” He replied coldly, blowing out a small cloud of smoke. “So?” She asked annoyed by his attitude. She put the wedding gift she took earlier from the mountain of boxes and bags of congratulatory gifts to the happy couple on the floor, took a sip of the champagne bottle and extended her hand.

He rolled his eyes and let out a sigh. He searched for another and handed it to her. He didn’t feel like having a conversation with anybody at the moment, especially after being thrown out like that. He waited a minute to see if she would go away, but she didn’t. “Bride or groom?” he asked reluctantly. “Bride, I’m friends with the brother,” she replied signaling him to light her cigarette. He reached for the lighter in his pocket and she leaned in to the flame. “You’re friends with gay Jimin?” he questioned. “Yeah, me and gay Jimin go way back.” She stopped for a second and looked at him. “Does everyone know?” She asked him a bit worried, he nodded in response. “Well, his parents are not gonna like that. You?” “Bride, I used to fuck her.” He said carelessly. She let out a laugh. He smiled the small woman had captured his interest now. “You used to fuck, Park Jeongae? How did you manage to survive that?” He let out a dry laugh, “I do not have a single clue. So, what have you heard about me?” “Nothing, just that you’re the worst.” she shrugged, blowing out another cloud of smoke “Says the girl who just stole a blender from a wedding,” he replied smiling. She looked at him, eyes wide and quietly whispered to herself “ No.” as she ripped the wrappings. “No, no, no! Really?! Shit, I thought it was a food processor.” She threw the box at some nearby bushes. He smiled. “Who’s the worst now, huh?”

He let out a sigh. There was a small silence between them, the sound of laughter and music coming from inside the venue. It was a warm spring night, and the sky was filled with glittering stars. “You know, getting married doesn’t remove you from the burden of having to act like a human being.” “Totally, those two are doomed,” she replied taking another sip from the bottle. “Right? Has any couple ever had a more dishonest start to a marriage? I mean, the balls to have a traditional Catholic wedding.” “When she’s already have two abortions.” “And can only orgasm through anal.” He scoffed. At the sound of gasp they turned only to find Jeongae’s parents walking into the venue. “Mr. and Mrs. Park,” he said bowing his head at them while clearing his throat. They glared at the two whispering I something about how disrespectful and rude a they were. Not caring he directed his attention to back to her and simply added, “You’re pretty,” She gave him a weird look and awkwardly said “Thanks.” “Min Yoongi,” he said extending his hand. “Y/N,” she says checking him out before shaking it. Their eyes met and they quickly casted aside their gaze to the pavement. The next thing they knew she was straddling him on his bed while he took her shirt off. “I don’t even know what I’m doing here, I’m not even attracted to you,” She panted in between kisses. Her fingers immediately tangled his raven black hair, connecting her lips with the soft pale skin of his neck. “So?” Yoongi asked taking off his shirt. “Good point.” she said reconnecting their lips. She rolled her hips creating friction between her and Yoongi’s boxers earning a deep groan from his lips. She smirked at his reaction and repeated the movement slowly increasing the speed. Suddenly he switches their positions and takes off his underwear. He was about to get off the bed to look for a condom when she stopped him, “I’m on the pill, just fuck me already.” He smirked and started kissing her neck leaving dark marks behind. In a swift but rough movement he starts thrusting into her. He grabbed her wrists on top of her head restraining her. “Fuck, I like that.” “All girls do,” he said with a cocky smirk. “Hey, don’t call me all girls,” she said slightly insulted. He switched her position, turning her around forcing her to get on her knees and arms. He pulled her hair and started to pound into her harder than before. The only sounds in the room where the sound of their skin slamming into each other and a few curses that escaped their lips occasionally. “How do you even get banned from a Panda Express?” He asked laughing. “Hear me out, ok?” She replied. “I was with my friend, gay Jimin, and we were so wasted, especially him because he’s such a light weight. I don’t remember very well but something about jumping over the counter and starting a food fight, then eating said food mixed with verbal assault to the workers and throwing good to terrified customers. Anyways, we ended up pretending that I only spoke Korean to the cops and ranting about how our dear friend Ted died in a fire so the annoyed cops let us go and now we are banned from Panda express.” He laughed, “You know, I’m glad this is a one night thing so we can talk about all these horrible things about ourselves.” “Totally,” she said giving him a high five. They laughed for a bit more and before they knew it they were making out again and stumbling back into his room. It was 2 in the early morning and the found themselves outside the house on the front yard talking about their lives, realising how easy it was to talk to each other and joke about each other’s flaws. The conversation flowed perfectly with every word spoken, there wasn’t any awkward silence or judgement, it was just them. “So, after she left me,” He said massaging her foot. “I started reading our texts.” “Oh, I’ve done that,” she said taking a sip of beer. “Even though I had warnings, when she left me it kinda knocked me out. Like I couldn’t live with myself. Even though she clearly had issues.” “Yeah, break ups hurt.” She said comforting him, “I’ve heard, I don’t really do the relationships.” “Me neither, not now at least.” He said quietly. “So, what? Are you one of those creepy foot guys?” She says teasingly. Yoongi stops massaging her. “No, I just have nervous hands and need a way to release that stress,” He said stumbling nervously over his words, she let out laughter that captivated him. “Whatever you say Yoongi,” she smiled “And that’s how I almost killed someone in a foursome,” she said looking into his eyes. He let out a chuckle and they just layed there on his bed, looking at each other while smiling like nobody else in the world existed. “Hey,” he said quietly. “Hey,” she responded. He put her hand on his cheek and rubbed it. He didn’t know what compelled him to do it, but something about her was completely irresistible, it scared him. She leaned into his touch and before they realised what they were doing she gave him a light kiss on it. Once they did she shook his hand off her face and he cleared his throat. She turned around and got comfortable in the bed. “Good Night,” she said. “What do you think you’re doing?” He said sitting down. “Don’t worry, I’m just lazy. I’ll sneak out in the morning.” She said closing her eyes “Well, I talk in my sleep! So…” He said trying to get her to leave. “I don’t care, I sleep like a log,” she responded.

He let out a groan and layed down again, falling asleep.

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wearewia · 5 years ago

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Jiab Prachakul has been shortlisted for the National Portrait Gallery’s BP Portrait Award 2020 alongside Michael Youds and Sergey Svetlakov. Night Talk, Prachakul’s portrait of her close friends, Jeonga Choi, a designer from Korea, and Makoto ‎Sakamoto, a music composer from Japan, are pictured in a Berlin bar on an autumn evening. ‎

A self taught artist, Prachakul was born in in 1979 in a small town in northeast Thailand. In 2006, Prachakul relocated to London where she had the ‘instant realisation’ that she wanted to be an artist after viewing a David Hockney retrospective at the National Portrait Gallery. After moving to Berlin in 2008 she began selling her pictures at a local flea market and set up an online fashion brand, designing merchandise based on her artworks, which she continues to run from her current home in Lyon.

Here, Prachakul tells WIA about her creative life and inspiration.

Night Talk by Jiab Prachakul, 2019 © Jiab Prachakul

WIA: What are you doing today?

Jiab Prachakul: I did some admin work in the morning and work on my current painting in progress.

After lunch I did a bit of social media and then took a power nap like 25 mins. I often do that when I need to reset my mind and relax my body. It’s very nice as the last 5 minutes I often get into a sort of trance when I withdraw from a present to a sort of dream-like vision. It’s really peaceful.

After the nap I got to be more fresh and focused and I continued working on the painting until 6 pm then I did a yoga session for 1-2 hours.

My other days are pretty much like this too, since before the quarantine too actually. When I don’t have any admin work to do I usually paint, nap and do yoga.

Julie by by Jiab Prachakul, 2008 © Jiab Prachakul

WIA: Tell us about your creative process.

JP: I’m a contemporary figurative artist, so often I begin the thinking process where I summon all my research interests together and try to realise what I want to do. What matters for me and could be shared to others.

After the thinking process I will go on finding subjects, producing references. I work a lot with different sitters so a conversation between me and each sitter helps a lot to get to know each other and share our feelings, interests. So the sort of interview conversations I have with my sitters are really important for my creative process.

Then comes the part where I paint and realise the visual of the paintings. Everything I mention above then combines into a body of my work and subject matters.

Sonia Spampinato by Jiab Prachakul © Jiab Prachakul

WIA: Describe where you do most of your creative work.

JP: Physically in my studio. Inspirationally anywhere !

WIA: What’s the most exciting project you’ve worked on?

JP: I think it’s a painting I’m working on at the moment. It’s a portrait of my favorite director from Thailand, Apichatpong Weerasethakul.

In the past two years I’ve been influenced very much by the artworks of Kerry James Marshall. His work made me question myself about my identity as Thai artist. Who am I? What is my identity? Who represents my identity as an artist? Apichatpong totally popped in my head.

He was a really iconic way back when I was a film student and his body of works, the honesty and simplicity in his films touched me deeply.

I contacted him last year quite anonymously to paint his portrait and he accepted. We met in Lyon for lunch and the interaction was really lovely and inspiring as if we knew each other for a long time. He’s really a humble soul and so inspiring.

WIA: What made you decide to become an artist?

JP: The retrospective exhibition of David Hockney at the National Portrait Gallery in London in 2007.

I was in my gap year and had just left my job at a production house company in Bangkok. I moved to London to find out about myself, if I could be something or find some hidden potential inside me and do something about it.

When I was at the exhibition I was totally blown by Hockney’s body of works the exhibition introduced.

There I saw his very first drawing and sketches and I thought ‘ Oh! I did something like that too when I was younger…’ then from that point of the exhibition I saw more and more amazing works, his life story, his passion in art and his works that step far beyond where he started and I remember I had a sudden realisation I wanted to become an artist.

I always liked to draw as a child. My brother is really good at drawing too. He used to teach me how to draw and sketch. So after the exhibition I realised I have a good seed of this talent, perhaps I should now plant and nurture it. And that was twelve years ago.

Jiab Prachakul with Seated Girl in Blue Cape, 2019 (c) the artist photo credit Guillaume Bouzige

WIA: What are you currently working on?

JP: A portrait of Apichatpong Weerasethakul. A director from Thailand, he’s known for his films Tropical Malady and Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives.

WIA: Do you listen to music while you work, and if so, what’s your soundtrack?

JP: My soundtrack has been an album called Reflection by Makoto my friend and sitter in my painting Night Talk.

I also work in a co-working space with Guillaume, my fiance. We like to listen to fip radio. They pass a really great playlist especially the one when they were on a strike !

Then I have my own playlist that I love like Lionel Hampton, Gilberto Gil and a compilation of soundtracks from Wong Kar Wai’s movie.

I like to work in a quiet atmosphere too, just listening to the surroundings.

WIA: What are the key themes in your work?

JP: Identity especially of people with mixed identity background. People of this time, this generation.

WIA: What would you like people to notice in your work?

JP: I want my audience to notice my works as a movie. what they appreciate in the work will come back again in the next ones, it will be different stories, different subject matters but it’s created by the same artist and that my works allows people to get in a certain state of mind where they can reflect about their own lived reality.

WIA: What attracts you to the mediums you work in?

JP: I work in both oil and acrylic.

I like acrylic as it is fast drying feature and that it’s non toxic. With acrylic I have to work quickly and think less. Which I think I wouldn’t be able to do if I hadn’t worked a lot with oil before.

I don’t like to add much of other mediums when I work so the contra of acrylic is the body of the color is quite flat and plastic-like. It doesn’t give volume and doesn’t reflect lights. But the pro is that it allows you to work in as many layers as you like without a visible brush history/thickness as oil does. For Night Talk I worked around three to four layers on the painting and it still looks flat and in united layers. I feel really free when I use acrylic.

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WIA: What equipment could you not do without?

JP: My eye glasses.

WIA: Who or what inspires you?

JP: People, films, music and in the past two years I’ve been influenced very much by a few African artists, which are Kerry James Marshall, Barkley L. Hendricks, Amy Sherald, Lynette Yiadom-Boakye, Jordan Casteel and Toyin Ojih Odutola. The images of their works are really strong and the messages about identity are absolutely bold.

WIA: How does gender affect your work?

JP: I grew up closely with my older brother. Our Mom passed away when we were young. So working on female-ish sitters connects me back to my feminine part, while it brings me back to a brotherhood sort of feeling with a male-ish sitters.

WIA: What’s your favourite gallery, or place to see or experience art?

JP: I like the National Portrait Gallery for portrait exhibition. I love Tate Modern for modern art in general and the space aesthetic.

In Berlin I like Martin Gropius, The Boros Collection, Julia Stoschek Collection where I discovered Wu Tsang & Boychild for the first time five years ago.

In Paris we always check Galerie Daniel Templon what’s on. My fiance introduced this gallery to me and I love it.

WIA: If you could own one piece of art, what would it be and why?

JP: At the moment I really wish I have the Portrait of a Curator (In Memory of Beryl Wright) by Kerry James Marshall. Obviously it’s so wonderful! I saw it for the first time in Venice Biennale on the cover of Mousse magazine and I fell in love directly.

WIA: If you could collaborate with one artist, from any time, who would it be, and why?

JP: Difficult question! I think it would be Ron Mueck. His subject matters influenced me greatly on the way I look at my sitters. The idea that my work and his works could meet somehow is terrific!

WIA: Is there an artist, movement or collective you’d like to see re-evaluated, or a contemporary artist who is underrated?

JP: I think Luc Tuyman could be more heard of and the African artist movement like Kerry James Marshall, Barkley L. Hendricks, Amy Sherald, Lynette Yiadom-Boakye, Jordan Casteel and Toyin Ojih Odutola.

WIA: What’s your favourite colour?

JP: White

To find out more about Jiab Prachakul and her portrait subjects:

Jiab Prachakul

Jiab Prachakul website

Social media: IG : jiab prachakul

Photographer: Guillaume Bouzige Instagram here

Sitter Sonia Spampinato portrait

Sonia Spampinato, Treasure Hunter, The Golden Compass, here.

Sitters, Night Talk:

Jeonga Choi, designer here.

Makoto Sakamoto, composer here.

Jiab Profile by Guillaume Bouzige

WIA Artist Profile: Jiab Prachakul @NPGLondon #BPportraitaward shortlisted artist discusses her #culturalllife in #wia #aertistinterview Jiab Prachakul has been shortlisted for the National Portrait Gallery's BP Portrait Award 2020 alongside Michael Youds and Sergey Svetlakov.

#BP portrait award #Figurative art #Jiab Prachakul #National Portrait Gallery #Painting #Portraiture #We Are WIA #WIA #Women artists #Women in Art

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