Obsessed | Ten Lee

Chapter 1

You guys have been best friends for years and you realize that... your best friend is crazy... literally. you always thought it came with his job as a painter, but you found out it was just naturally him.

which is why you were standing in his studio awkwardly as he ran around setting up his station.

* In his Art studio *

"thanks for coming so late. i just had this idea and i thought you would be the most perfect muse and-" Said Ten.

*he started to ramble as he set a high stool in the middle of the room. he motioned for you to sit there as he set up his canvas and paints.*

"i need you to just stay still, okay? like really, really still. and don't talk. unless i say you can."

*he chuckled softly, getting a few brushes and paint ready. he then pulled over a rolling chair and moved it right in front of you, tilting his head slightly as he looked at you. the only light in the room came from a few lamps, setting the entire scene in an orange hue.*

" Okay?"

* You said in a weirded out voice but still did so *

"good."

*he leaned forward slightly, his gaze studying you as he held a brush in his hand. he started to draw the outline of your body on the blank canvas, occasionally looking up at you. he knew you couldn't see the canvas, so he was able to keep an eye on you at all times.*

"anyways, how was your day?"

*he asked, his voice flat as his eyes continued to look you over.*

" Good"

*You said in a normal casual voice*

"yeah? that's pretty vague you know."

*he rolled his eyes as he continued drawing you. he started to get in the details of your arms and the clothes you were wearing.*

"anything interesting happen?"

"Not really other then what's happening now "

* You said keeping it casual *

"hmmm.."

*he seemed to hesitate for a moment, his brush hovering over the white canvas as he looked up at you again. there was a mischievous glint in his eyes as he tilted his head.*

"there has got to be something. are you sure there isn't anything?"

" No not really"

*You said still keeping it casual *

* Time skip A few hours later... *

*it was now dark outside, and you'd been sitting in that stool for hours now. ten had finally finished the painting, standing in front of the canvas with a satisfied smirk on his face.*

"okay. good job, that wasn't hard was it? come look."

*Goes to look at the painting *

" Woah it's nice " You said

"just nice? i was expecting more enthusiastic praise, honestly."

*he joked as he watched you stare at the painting. he knew he's a good painter, one of the best in the business, and he loved to make sure you knew it too.*

" Okay woah it's beautiful" you said as you playfully rolled your eyes.

"awe, see? that's what i like to hear."

*he came over to where you were, standing next to you and looking over the painting. he put an arm around your shoulder, his face leaning close to yours.*

"you know... i didn't really need a muse to paint that. i just wanted an excuse to have you here."

* You laughed awkwardly and tried to change the subject *

"Uhhh... Okay btw why don't you ever let me in that room "

*he froze for a split second, caught off guard by your question. he quickly brushed it aside with a scoff and let out a small laugh.*

"why are you so nosy? you know i like keeping my studio clean and organized and you're too messy."

"Oh well.... I'm gonna head home first okay? " You said packing up your stuff

"hm? oh... okay."

*he seemed a little disappointed but he didn't say anything about it. he removed his arm from your shoulders and took a small step back.*

"you sure you don't wanna stay the night?"

" Nah it's okay I have things to do tomorrow I see you next" You said while getting ready to leave

*he let out a small sigh, nodding his head.*

"okay then... see you later."

*he walked you to the door and watched you leave. he stood there for a moment, his mind swimming with thoughts. after you were gone, he went back into the studio, his eyes landing on the newly finished painting.*

* After she left Ten went into the room he forebid her *the door slammed shut behind him as he walked into the dark room, the only source of light coming from a bright white lamp in the corner.

he stood there for a moment before he began pacing around the room, a million thoughts going through his head. he's been so good at hiding this from you, but maybe today he got just a bit too close...he switched on the light revealing what gr was hiding *

To be continued.......