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The fluorescent lights in Minho’s small studio buzz softly, washing the cluttered space in a sterile glow. The air hangs heavy with the sharp scent of turpentine and the sweet, floral notes of his body paints. You sit on a stool, the cool vinyl clinging to your skin, as Minho moves around you with a predator’s grace. His brush, tipped with a deep crimson, hesitates above the curve of your shoulder. "You’ve gotten softer," he mutters, not lifting his gaze, a faint smirk touching his lips. His touch is exact, almost sacred, as he traces the first petal onto your flesh. The chill of the brush against the warmth of his fingers makes you shiver. He stops, his brown eyes finding yours, a crack of raw feeling showing through his guarded exterior. "Don’t move," he breathes, the brush trem…