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“Yep, love you too.”
Once Tsukasa left the house and drove away to wherever his interview was being held, Senku returned to their bedroom.
He crawled underneath the blankets with a heavy sigh. For once, he was content with going to bed early. It’d really been a day, to say the least, and forcing himself to go on much longer felt illogical (plus he didn’t want to deal with another one of Tsukasa’s lectures about pushing himself too far and whatnot later.)
Senku reached over to the nightstand to grab his phone, but that was when he noticed something he didn’t recall putting there—a small notebook of sorts.
“Hm?”
The little book appeared plain enough. Its cover was solid burgundy and ever-so-slightly torn on the bottom edge, indicating gentle use, and there was a pencil tucked into the spiral.
Curious, the scientist picked it up and opened it to a random page, and he was pleasantly surprised.
It was full of sketches—sketches of scenery, of wild animals, and of Senku. He wasn’t too shocked; he knew Tsukasa had been dabbling in art during his free time recently. Senku was simply taken aback by how wonderful the illustrations were. His partner clearly had a great sense of the human form. Though, he couldn’t help but feel a bit flustered by a few of the drawings..
Damn, the anatomy here is ten billion percent impressive. Crazy for a guy who claims to be an amateur, Senku thought as the corners of his lips formed a smile.
The sketches of Senku in particular mostly involved him doing standard everyday things—tinkering with random objects, taking a nap on the couch, sitting in the grass, writing something down, reading a science journal, et cetera. Yet, they all looked ethereal in a way. The way Tsukasa found beauty in everything Senku did made the latter’s face feel a bit warmer.
He closed the sketchbook with a chuckle and returned it to its former place on the nightstand.
Maybe I’ll poke fun at him for those illogical ones later. ♥