Jeonghan pouted.

It has been 5 days since Jeonghan saw the photographer named Cheolie.

Jeonghan has been painting the park's scenery and to him, it looks so ugly without the photographer.

When did he become like this?

Jeonghan sighed as he started packing up and decided that he would go to the beach tomorrow.

"Hey, you're that beautiful guy last time, right?"

Jeonghan turned around and was met with Seungcheol who grinned at him.

"B-Beautiful?" Jeonghan blushed.

"Oh! I didn't mean to, I mean, yes you're beautiful but, please don't think I'm a flirt!"

"No, it's okay." Jeonghan smiled.

Seungcheol scratched his nape as he sat down next to Jeonghan.

"So you're about to leave already?"

"Yeah... My painting is not good today." Jeonghan frowned.

Seungcheol looked at Jeonghan in confusion and then looked at the painting.

"Oh, I see. It feels like it's longing for something to be in it."

'Yeah, I've been longing to see you.' Jeonghan thought.

"How about I take a picture of something and you draw it for me?" 

"Umm, sure."

Seungcheol grinned then suddenly Jeonghan was surprised when Seungcheol took a picture of him.

"Here, draw him." Seungcheol gave the DLSR to Jeonghan.

"Me? You want a drawing of me?"

"Yeah... I really think you're beautiful." Seungcheol smiled at Jeonghan which made the latter blush again.

"Well, thanks. I guess..." Jeonghan started getting his paintbrush and paint box out to start painting.

It was quiet as Seungcheol stared at Jeonghan's canvas and the latter painting.

"I didn't get your name last time."

"Huh?" Seungcheol snapped put of his reverie.

"I said, what's your name?"

"Oh. Seungcheol." 

Jeonghan chuckled.

"Why?" 

"I almost thought your name was Cheolie." Jeonghan looked at Seungcheol.

That wasn't a good idea though.

"Well, I wouldn't mind being called Cheolie." Seungcheol smiled at Jeonghan who immediately turned his face to the canvas again.

"Well, I don't want to call you that anyway."

"How about you? What's your name?"

"Cheonsa." 

"Oh really?" Seungcheol raised an eyebrow.

"You don't believe me?" Jeonghan raised an eyebrow back.

"Yeah, I don't believe you. What really is your name, Mr. Cheonsa?"

"Fine, you caught me. My name's Jeonghan."

"Jeonghan... I might as well call you Cheonsa then." Seungcheol leaned on the bench.

A lot of time passed and it's already 3 pm.

"Do you want me to give this to you tomorrow?" Jeonghan sighed as all he has to do is color it.

"Sure. Now, let's get to know each other."

"How about the kids?"

"They're fine, don't worry."

"Okay. What do you want to talk about?"

"Why are you not living your parents anymore?"

"Well, I want to be free. They don't support my passion to paint. And I've had enough on being their robot." Jeonghan sighed.

"I guess there's a lot of rich people like you. Parents control them so they felt the need to rebel."

"It's not a bad thing to do. Rebelling in a good way is what I think of it."

Seungcheol nodded in understanding.

"How about you? Why aren't you living with your parents?"

"They died." Seungcheol laughed.

"Oh. I'm sorry."

Jeonghan was a little confused.

Seungcheol still had the guts to be so happy when his parents died.

"It's okay. It's not your fault." Seungcheol chuckled.

"Then why are you living with Taehyung and Jungkook?"

"Their moms are strippers. It came to a point that they even do it with the kids just downstairs. I was so worried that I decided I'll take them instead."

"That's... that's awful."

"Yeah. Appa, their dongsaeng, was their only income. They always lean on appa. So when appa died, they were devastated and directly went to the strip club. And there, Taehyung and Jungkook were made." Seungcheol shrugged.

"How about you? What do you feel?"

"I feel blessed, what else? I have my two cheonsa." Seungcheol smirked at Jeonghan.

"You're okay with dealing with the adult world yourself?" 

"Of course. It's for my two cousins. I w