Chanyeol set two egg white omelets with whole wheat toast onto the table.

“I hope you like it…I’m not much of a cook, but…I try my best”, Chanyeol smiled to himself and settled down in the chair next to Baekhyun.

“I’m sure it’ll be fine”. Baekyun was still riddled with guilt for spoiling the picturesque moment from earlier. He just couldn’t bring himself to be in front of someone he didn’t even know…especially when he was as attractive as Chanyeol.

“So…why do you think you’re uncomfortable ?” There was no beating around the bush with Chanyeol...he was on a deadline and the sooner he broke Baekhyun down…the sooner he could get him out of those clothes, in a completely non-ual way of course.

Baekhyun was a bit taken a back by his question, but he figured it had been coming. “I just don’t like feeling so vulnerable…”

“So you associate physical bareness with emotional exposure…interesting”. Chanyeol rubbed his thumb back and forth on his chin.

“What are you, some kind of part time therapist?” Baekhyun’s sassiness began to come out and to his surprise Chanyeol laughed in response.

“No…I’m not trying to make assumptions. I just find it strange that you think me seeing you would allow me to see through some hidden window to your soul”.

“I don’t think that”. Okay maybe I do.

“Whether you do or not, I want you to know that I just appreciate the male form. I couldn’t care less what person is behind the body I’m painting. My interest in you is purely shallow”.

“Was that supposed to make me feel better? Because now I just feel like some sort of e”. Baekhyun had placed his omelet on top of the toast and was now taking his first bite.

“Don’t worry…you’re nothing like that…I’ll never have with you”, Chanyeol said indifferently.

Baekhyun started coughing as the word “” was used so casually in front of him. He didn’t understand, however, why this comment bothered him so much. Am I not good enough to sleep with? “You make a great omelet”. Baekhyun was desperate to change the subject.

“Oh good, I’m glad you like it! I usually make my models breakfast…it’s just usually after they’ve posed for me first”. Chanyeol didn’t mean anything by this statement, but Baekhyun couldn’t help but take a bit of offense.

“You know you could request someone else from my agency…I really don’t mind…I feel like I’m causing you too much trouble”.

“Baekhyun please…I really don’t mind making the extra effort. In fact, I think I have an activity that will dispel of any nerves you may be having”. Chanyeol knew there was a reason why he wanted to keep Baekhyun around, but he couldn’t place his finger on it yet. Maybe it is better to just see how things play out.

“I’m open to anything…what kind of activity did you have in mind?”

“We’re going to turn the tables…You’ll paint me, while I pose ”. Baekhyun choked on his toast, requiring a few soft pats on his back from Chanyeol to stabilize his breathing. Chanyeol could guess that this suggestion only made his apprehension worse. “If you paint me , you’ll be able to go through the same mental process I do when painting someone. You’ll see that there is nothing excessively vulnerable about it and then we’ll switch back”.

It sounded reasonable, but Baekhyun still looked back at Chanyeol with wide disbelieving eyes. Why is he so willing to strip for me? Am I weird for having problems with ? Is all of this completely normal and I am just blowing it way out of proportion? Baekhyun couldn’t tell what was appropriate or not in this situation, so he had to really on his instincts. Do whatever you can to see Chanyeol …wait what? I mean, do whatever you can to maintain your companies image…that’s more like it. He smiled meekly at Chanyeol, “No harm in trying right?”

“Exactly”.

Baekhyun’s hands were sweating as they gripped the paintbrushes he had been given only moments ago. He was staring at a blank canvas and was vaguely aware of Chanyeol walking over to the same tree he had been standing behind earlier in the morning. There was a nice breeze outside now, so he couldn’t explain the sweat dripping down to his wrists with heat. , he was nervous. Luckily Chanyeol didn’t notice and pulled his shirt over his head without a second thought.

Baekhyun slowly lifted his eyes up to catch Chanyeol folding his shirt and placing it down on a tree root. He combed over the smooth skin of his back, the perkiness of his s in the cold, and the contraction of his muscles as he breathed in and out. Am I obviously staring?

“Are you getting inspired?” Chanyeol called noticing Baekhyun’s gaze and smirking.

That would be a “yes”. Baekhyun kicked himself internally for falling captive to Chanyeol’s body. He quickly averted his eyes and nodded shyly as he picked up the pallet of paints Chanyeol had laid out for him.

Chanyeol pulled his sweatpants down easily to reveal a tight pair of boxer-briefs. Baekhyun felt his heart rate beating faster as he side-eyed the other male. His adrenaline seemed to be kicking in and he began to enter “fight or flight” mode. Should I run? Should I pee...that way it’s easier for me to run? This was all becoming too much, but Baekhyun knew he couldn’t stop it. He had already embarrassed himself once today…he wasn’t about to do it again.

Chanyeol’s underwear hit the floor and he stood unapologetically in front of his new painter. Baekhyun felt like he shouldn’t look, like he was violating him by even just being so close.

“Baek…you have to look at me”.

"Baek"? You get in front of me and suddenly we do nicknames?

Baekhyun looked up to give Chanyeol a snarky comment, but his breath got caught in his throat as he laid eyes on the form in front of him.

“There you go. Now put the brush in the paint and smear it on the canvas”.

Chanyeol was almost patronizing Baekhyun now and he was not going to stand for it. He usually had a fairly aggressive personality, filled with humor and unfiltered comments. Time to unleash the .

 “I know how to ing paint. I’ve been doing it since I was two”. Nailed it.

“Ow, someone’s a little cocky”. Chanyeol gasped putting his hand over his bare chest as if he was insulted.

“You’re the one who was willing to get …and I think we both know by looking at your ‘assets’…you’re pretty ‘cocky’ too”. Baekhyun had only allowed himself to glance at the man’s member, but he couldn’t help but notice how large it was even in the cooler weather.

“Are you judging my ?” Chanyeol raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms.

“I believe you called it…’appreciating the male form’. I couldn’t be interested in you as much more than just a hot piece of to paint”. Lies.

“Well that’s because you don’t know me yet”.

“Alright than tell me something about yourself”. Baekhyun felt himself becoming more and more intrigued with Chanyeol…whether it was because of his body or not…Baekhyun didn’t really give a .