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“I still need to spend a looooot of hours on it, I want it to be perfect being it a gift for you. If the final piece won’t be of your please, you can still sell it when I’ll become a famous artist.”
Jongho let out a giggle, lightly pitched and hearty as he used to, and the breath caressing Yeosang skin itched it. Shadow leaving from Yeosang’s body, Jongho moved slowly back to the chair where he sat for a whole hour, the ice cubes into it made a sound when he sipped some coffee from one of the metal straw Yeosang had. Respect the planet, kids.
“As if I’d throw away a gift like that, you’re rude.”
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(Yeosang is a painter and he wants to gift Jongho a portait, so he asks him to pose for it)