Yoo Kihyun was an illustrator. He worked in an artistic magazine and sold his own illustrations. He loved his job; drawing was something he always found fascinating because he could express his thoughts on his sketchbook or his laptop, his own way of seeing reality. The raven haired loved watching crowds of people around Seoul while sitting on a bench where he could easily draw. He found simple things interesting and he took every single detail of the world that surrounded him.

Kihyun lived alone in a tiny but carefully organized apartment and he had his own studio where he could hang his printed works and photographs. He enjoyed taking pictures too though it wasn’t his main job. The magazine he worked for asked him for photos sometimes and he added his artistic touch on them because he couldn’t help it. He needed everything to be perfect before handing it to his boss. The latter always praised him but he always tried harder because he wanted to perfect himself even more.

On weekends, he liked to go to a coffee shop or a park to draw all morning. He used to sit on a table by the window - a place where he could watch the scenery from the outside - or on the grass with his sketchbook and his enormous collection of different artistic tools. He had almost 300 colored pencils, 100 markers and the list went on like that. Art was life for him and he saw interesting things to draw. His attention was caught by something different each day and he wasn’t expecting that to change at all.

The raven haired got really surprised when he realized he’d been drawing the same person for three weekends already and he suddenly stopped his quick sketch that Saturday morning. He stared at the male sitting by the furthest window, reading a book peacefully just like he did every day, and started wondering the reason why the guy called his attention like that. The man always wore opened plaid shirts with different color t-shirts under and jeans. He styled his grayish hair beautifully every Saturday and Sunday morning and he changed his book every weekend. Kihyun didn’t know anything about him but he had a unique face. The other thing he noticed was that he never saw him speaking; the waiter knew what he wanted to order and then he paid and left without saying a word. He just bowed politely and flashed the other workers of the shop a friendly smile, followed by a hand wave, as if he knew them for long already.

Kihyun wasn’t the kind of person who looked at someone that long but he couldn’t help it. The male had something and he just wished he could be sitting right in front of him. ‘Maybe I should go and ask him’ he thought, taking his bag with him to then stand up. The raven haired headed to the stranger’s table and stood up in front of him, waiting for the guy to look up. The latter didn’t do anything else than reading for a few seconds so Kihyun decided to clear his throat not to feel like a stalker. The male finally fixated his chocolate brown orbs on him, eyeing him curiously. “Hi” Kihyun said in his soft voice. “I’m sorry to bother you” he apologized and saw the other waving his hands to let him know it was okay. “I’m an illustrator and I was wondering if I could sit for a few minutes to draw you? I couldn’t help to notice your strong concentration and I suddenly felt like drawing you... if you don’t mind” the guy blinked a few times and looked like a lost puppy. He was cute, the raven haired couldn’t deny that.

The stranger took a few seconds to smile toothlessly at him and finally motion with his hands for him to sit. ‘What a relieve’ he finally relaxed and stopped feeling like a stalker. Kihyun took his sketchbook out and placed it carefully on top of the table. He already paid for his own breakfast but he decided it would be good to buy the other some coffee or anything he wanted. The grayish haired male was letting him draw him and it was the least he could do.

The stranger watched curiously as he organized his colored pens - yeah, he decided not to use everything he had because it would be a little too much - and then, he silently asked for permission to touch one. Kihyun never let anyone touch his stuff but he couldn’t say no; the other was like a curious kid. “Do you like them? They are really expensive but totally worth it” he spoke after a short silence and the grayish haired grinned, answering with a nod of his head. “Can I buy you coffee? I feel really bad for interrupting your reading to draw you” he took the courage to say it though his companion shook his head, showing him an empty cup that was placed in front of him on the table. “Oh, you already had coffee” Kihyun understood but he seriously wished to buy him something. “What about food? Do you like pancakes?” he shook his head again, motioning with his hands that everything was fine, and the raven haired finally realized something. He needed to check something though he was pretty sure by then that the stranger was mute. “I’m Yoo Kihyun, by the way” he bowed politely and, when his companion only bowed back, he was certain.

The grayish haired quickly searched for a tiny notebook inside his backpack and placed it on top of the table to write comfortably. Kihyun noticed he was left handed and found it interesting too. ‘I could draw him writing’ he thought before the guy showed him what he wrote. ‘My name is Im Changkyun, nice to meet you’ it said and the raven haired smiled. Changkyun wrote something else and showed it to him once again. ‘I’m sorry I didn’t answer, I’m mute’ Kihyun read and nodded in understandment.

“You don’t need to apologize, I was starting to realize it on my own” he spoke, getting Changkyun’s full attention. “I’m sorry” the raven haired added, suddenly feeling a little bad for the other.

The stranger laughed - without any sound of course - and grabbed his pen again. ‘I don’t mind, I was born like this. Nothing I can do about it’ he made Kihyun chuckle this time. ‘It’s not that bad’ Changkyun showed him and turned the page in case he said something else.

“How old are you? You must be used to it already” the illustrator saw the male writing again and waited for an answer.

‘I’m 25, so yeah, I’m used to it’ Changkyun laughed again. ‘How about you?’ he added in his notebook and Kihyun read it before talking.

“I’m 27” the raven haired admitted. “I’m your hyung, then” they both giggled and Kihyun found him even more adorable. “Can I...” he paused, not knowing if he should interrupt their relaxed talk. “...draw you?” he finally asked and Changkyun nodded.

‘Yes. I’ll just keep on reading not to make you uncomfortable’ the younger answered and the illustrator started a new sketch. He was able to caught every single detail this time and he could notice his companion curiously glancing at him at some moments. Surprisingly, he didn’t feel awkward. The mute one was easygoing and seemed to be really friendly.

Kihyun only stopped when Changkyun waved a hand in front of his face to let him know he needed to leave. ‘Oh, you couldn’t finish! I’ll stay until you finish’ he showed him the notebook once more.

“No problem! I can finish it without watching you, don’t worry and leave comfortably” the raven haired smiled and the younger bowed politely before standing up. He grabbed his stuff - after putting his book in his backpack and wrote one last thing.

‘Thanks for drawing me, it was nice meeting you’ Kihyun grinned at that and decided to show him the drawing, even if it wasn’t finished. ‘Whoa! Amazing’ Changkyun wrote down, earning a soft chuckle from the elder. ‘If you ever make an exhibition, let me know’ those were the last words he shared before leaving the place. Kihyun felt proud of himself for taking courage but he cursed mentally when he realized he never asked for his phone number. He hoped the younger would return the next morning so he could get another chance.

Hi again! Another story from me :D

I hope you like this! The idea came to me yesterday xD hahaha

I'll update the first chapter as soon as it's ready ^^

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