Yongguk has never been more unprepared in his entire life.

The young manager managed to make his heart beat erratically when he leaned closer, sketching out the couple for the painting he unintentionally picked. 

Daehyun was then saying something about brushstrokes and how to mix for the color brown, Yongguk wasn't really sure he heard everything right since he basically just zoned in on the other's features: y, kitten-like eyes made more defined by kohl, perfect long nose, jaws balancing between being too chiseled and being a bit feminine, and god damn those plump lips. Whenever Daehyun his lips, he puckers ever so slightly and manouvers his tongue from the bottom lip going to the upper lip. He then swipes it always from the left going to the right, the businessman noted. 

Yongguk's problem, to say the least, didn't really have anything to do with the fact that he can't draw even if his life depended on it. It was, in fact, the young manager/artist beside him and the small tent in his slacks at that very moment. 

He abruptly stands up and glances at the younger. "I-I-I'm gonna go to the comfortroom." Without waiting for the other's reply, he goes out of the main entrance and vanishes into the hallway.

"Did I do something wrong?" Daehyun asks to no one in particular.

Himchan, seeing all this, manages to laugh out loud from his seat. He looks at Daehyun and leans closer to pat his shoulder. 

"Don't worry about it, Daehyunnie. Guk's been...stressed out lately." Himchan giggles. 

Daehyun nods his head to this and observes the two other people in the vaccinity. 

"Jonguppieeee, what colors should I use~?" The older asks his art instructor sitting beside him. Himchan chose to paint Van Gogh's Starry Night Over The Rhone, one of the easiest paintings they have. 

"Himchan hyung, you already asked me that question for five times nowwww. I said just fill everything with blue." Jongup play-whines.

"What about the brushstrokes then?" Himchan by this point actually didn't know what to do next. He's holding the biggest flat brush and just holds it up midway towards the canvas.

"Just do short, horizontal , hyung."

"Wh-how???" 

"Like this..." Jongup hold Himchan's hand and guides it to do the brushstrokes he was saying earlier. 

To say Himchan was ecstatic from the gesture was an understatement. He felt like he could leap all the way to the moon out of pure joy. He felt like he could carry a whole family of blue whales. He felt like the butterflies in his stomach were going to self-combust out of pure happiness. He felt like-

*Smack!* 

"Owwww!!!" Himchan rubs the back of his head again and looks behind him to see Yongguk with a smirk. 

"Listen to your art teacher, Chan." He says as he sits back down on his seat. 

"I ammmm!" He rolls his eyes and stares at his currently blue canvas.

"... How do you do it again?" 

"Ughhhh hyuuuunng" Jongup couldn't help but giggle.

Daehyun clears his throat a bit to get Yongguk's attention. 

"So, wanna start painting, hyung?" The young artist smiles at Yongguk.

"S-sure. What should I do first?" The older wiggles in his seat uncomfortably and stares at Daehyun, waiting for the instructions to be given while admiring the adorable mole under his eye. 

"We need to put the base colors first. We'll start with the background. I want you to get your biggest flat brush, and mix for brown." He says easily, and charmingly, might Yongguk add.

". . ." The latter stares at his palette and realizes that he doesn't have a brown paint.

Daehyun snickers a bit and sees how the older could transform from 'intimidating and very unapproachable' to 'cute and dumbfounded' in a matter of seconds. 

"Just mix a bit of black with a lot of orange, hyung." He says patiently. He watches as Yongguk does this and smiles at how amazed the older is. 

"Okay, after that, we'll fill the background first. Do horizontal and just fill the background with that color and that brush." 

"Uh... Like this?" Yongguk does short horizontal , obviously taking his time to fill the background.

"Mhm, but try doing it longer, like this..." Daehyun smiles and holds Yongguk's hands, guiding him how to do it just like what Jongup did earlier for Himchan. 

shiiiiit!!! He's holding my hand! Good lord, his hands are soft. *looks downwards* , I'm having a again. Shiiiit!!! Yongguk screams inwardly and swears his own hands are sweating now. He glances to his right where the beauty is and notices the sweet smell radiating from him. He also, unfortunately, notices the small space between them and an up close view of the younger's lips, closing and opening.

He stands up abruptly again and excuses himself to go to the bathroom. 

Yongguk bolts towards the comfort room and hides in one of the cubicles, not entirely sure why he should be hiding in the first place. 

Daehyun was startled and looks up at the wall clock. He decides to follow Yongguk to the comfort room.

"Yongguk hyung?" His eyes widen when he hears Daehyun's angelic voice. 

"Yeah...?" He listens in and realizes that the younger man is standing just outside of his cubicle. 

"Um...not to rush you or anything, but we're about to close the place in a few minutes... You can just leave your painting here and maybe just come back to continue it? It'll be for free anyway."

Yongguk breaths in and out slowly trying to process what Daehyun just said. He really didn't know why he's acting this way. He's normally calm and collected, even when it came to people he liked. He shakes his head. 

"Sorry about that, Daehyun-ssi...I'm just...not feeling well today, yeah that's it." He opens the cubicle door and sees Daehyun standing therr with a worried face. He decidedly melts a little inside.

"We have medicine stored near the counter, do you need any in particular?" Daehyun steps closer to him and sees the faint pink on the older's cheeks and ears.

"Omo, hyung! You're all red, are yous sure you don't have a fever or something?" He fusses about and checks for Yongguk's temperature by putting the back of his hand on the other's neck and rests his other hand on his forehead.

"Im f-fine." Yongguk says. He washes his hands and proceeds to go out of the comfort room, Daehyun tailing him. 

When they go back, Himchan's almost done with his painting and is just watching Jongup put the finishing details on his painting. 

He looks back and sees Yongguk and Daehyun return from the comfort room. He grins knowingly at Yongguk and immediately changes his smile to a more neutral one when Daehyun comes back in. 

"Yah, our time's almost up and you're not even done yet, Guk-ah!" 

Yongguk sighs "I know, but Daehyun just told me to continue it next time I'm available." Himchan notices the blush on his friend and pokes his sides jokingly.

"I bet you did that on purpose, huh?" Himchan whispers to his friend and coughs when he sees a not-so-threatening glare from Yongguk. 

"Okay, all done!" Jongup exclaims. Himchan claps and hugs the smaller one as thanks and then signs his painting. 

Daehyun then gets a pencil and writes Yongguk's name at the side of his canvas. "Can I get your number, hyung?" He asks innocently. 

"W-what??" Yongguk looks at him wide-eyed. Was he seriously asking for his number?

"So that we could text you when we don't have too many guests." Daehyun smiles back. "Ah...I see." Yongguk hangs his head low. He thought Daehyun wanted to get his number to be able to talk to him and get to know him better. He writes it beside his name and sighs. 

"Okay, I'll-I mean, we'll just message you, hyung. Hopefully you'll be available." Daehyun looks at everywhere but Yongguk's eyes. He couldn't help but feel that the younger had implied something else to that and just smiles hopefully. 

"Okay, you two lovebirds, we need to go now, Guk." Himchan rolls his eyes at the two and smiles. He then turns to Jongup "Jonguppie, I need to go now, my secretary just messaged me and said something about a client wanting to speak to me A.S.A.P. I'll come back though, don't miss me too much, 'kay~?" Himchan squeezes the other. Jongup just nods his head and blushes. 

Yongguk scoffs at his friend. He turns a bit to stare at Daehyun, wanting to say something more like ask him out, maybe? But his nerves got the best of him. Before he knew it, he was being dragged out by Himchan. 

Once Yongguk and Himchan were outside, Daehyun turned to Jongup, smiling and blushing a bit. 

Jongup smiles toothily at him."Ooh~ looks like hyung has a crush~" Daehyun just coughs.

"Don't know what you're talking about." He then moves to Yongguk's canvas and jots down the older's mobile number on his phone.

"Mhmmm, why are you saving his number on your phone then instead of the company phone?" The younger grins.

"T-the company phone's charging. I'm just too lazy get it..." Daehyun avoids eye contact and clears the area. 

"Suuure~" Jongup does the same and brings the used palettes and cups inside the kitchen to be washed. 

Zelo comes out of the storage room after two full hours, sweating and hands filled with paint. He pokes Daehyun's side and watches as his manager jumps almost a two feet high.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Daehyun felt like he lost 10 years because of that. "W-where have you been??" He asks their youngest staff member, still slightly shaking.

Zelo laughs and holds his stomach from laughing too much. "Muahahahaha! Ah, I was watching you guys from the cctv. You were all so cute~" he stifles his giggles.

Daehyun sighs and tells Zelo and to help Jongup clean up, lock up and then go home. 

He bids his staff goodnight and heads off to where he parked his car. He goes inside and doesn't start the engine yet. He looks at the number he recently saved to hus contacts on his phone. He felt giddy and the familiar butterflies started to form in his stomach. He smiles and drives off to his condo unit.

Once he's home and finished with his nightly rituals before going to bed, he braves himself and sends Yongguk a simple message.

To: BYG

Hi, Yongguk-ssi. This is Daehyun from The Studio. : )

Daehyun blushes and shakes his head side to side. What if Yongguk didn't remember him? What if he already has someone and he's intruding on the other's life? He doesn't want to be a homewrecker. What if...what if....???? He rolls and squirms around his bed and accidentally presses send. His eyes widen and he immediately sits up. Should he delete the message? Should he say that it was a wrong sent message? No, it won't be believable, he included both their names in the message! Should he throw his phone out his window and move to another country? Should he-

*1 New Message From BYG*

He manages to make it look like his eyes are about to bulge out of his sockets. He smiles presses *View*.

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A/N: Wow, subscribers! TT u TT thank you subscribing, guys! Also, sorry if the story seems...dragging. At least there's an update, right? OTL Please do comment, guys. It gives me reason to update more. :' )

P.S. Again, English isn't my first language so I tend to beat around the bush especially with the descriptions. > A <