143. Vile Princess and Strict Professor
Somin and Junu
"You are my canvas now, boy!"
Junu sat out of a shower and waited while she worked around him, coloring his blonde strains. Trying to make a gradient of the greens with a hint of yellow as perfect as possible. Junu's eyes were closed, trusting her process. Somin covered it with the plastic cap in the end.
"Now do me," she exclaimed feeling free.
If Teho was here he would say something filthy. Mmm, I want him to say it, "Ya Somin-ah are you begging me now?" Yeah, I am.
Somin didn't even feel bad thinking about this, though just an hour before she would. But her drunken self brought up the new her.
I'm cosplaying as a confident woman, I'm somebody else.
Feeling like she was creating a powerful comic-worthy alter ego.
Junu took the coloring way too seriously.
Using hair clips to move other hair strains away. Working diligently and systematically to make a perfect gradient. Darker near the roots and yellowish light green on the ends. It was an art project and he'll make it perfection itself.
"You'll look like a mermaid," he proclaimed happily, tips of his fingers colored by the dye.
"I hope so," she said, putting a plastic cap on her head again.
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They wanted to draw more figures, but as Somin had yet another full glass of wine, different ideas started to manifest in reality. Junu let himself finally drink his glass and add more.
I am in trouble anyway. Might as well relax, I will deal with it later.
I feel so alive.
They started drawing more risque poses. Somin brought her acrylic colors to paint with her fingers. The drunk atmosphere got messy and pleasantly laid back. She pulled the white sheet from her closet and draped it into the form of a skirt, kneeling on a chair in a pleading gesture.
"Ya Junu-ah, I'll pose as a princess alone in the tower, right?" Somin asked.
"Wouldn't she be sadder? Lonely up there?" Junu asked, went closer, and put the sparkly wine drops around her eyes.
"Save me from this life of abandonment!" She made a more dramatic gesture with hands over her head.
"I like this pose, hang on," he pleaded.
Working quickly to make the wet skin and breasts realistic while it slowly dried, but adding his own fantasy twist with a crown of flowers on her head and the tower background. He had a much bigger piece of paper than before.
Go big or go home. He thought about the saying his uncle had.
"And now you draw me as a strict teacher." Junu made a serious face, grabbing a wooden spoon and bending one knee onto a used armchair.
"You didn't do your homework." He swung it in the air and Somin burst into tears. "Stop it!"
Deep down this scenario was more than tempting. I didn't do it, teacher.
She played dumb internally. Saving this moment for later, not with Junu cast as the teacher character of course. Crafting yet another character show for herself.
I deserve fun and love too.
Somin experimented with painting with her fingers, more expressively, her warped sight making wonders for the composition, but the bracelet kept getting into the color. Junu approached her after seeing the futile fight she fought and took it off.
"Don't be afraid of making your own decision, stop relying on a thing which can't do anything anyway." Alcohol made him more sensitive and he partly spoke to himself. Junu gently laid the bracelet down on a bookshelf.
"Here it'll be safe," he announced and got back to his pose. Somin just observed it all dumbfounded.
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