"taehyung, i don't want to be your model."

my heart stopped.

"what?"

"you're just hurting me, i can't do this anymore."

"but, you love me!"

"i don't, i never said i did."

"then, why did you become my model?"

i was told by my father, that if someone becomes my model,

they're in love with me,

they want to fill me with love,

i promised my dad that,

if i had a model,

i'll paint them with the same shades that my father marked on my mother.