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Onement 1
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Chris fidgeted on his feet, moving back and forth from one to the other. JC didn't even notice, one hand pressed lightly to his lips as he stared at the huge red painting on the wall. Chris watched him for a moment to see if he was even breathing. Once he was sure that JC was still alive, he moved on to the next painting just so he could move. Chris tried not to groan at it but really, it was just the same as the one they had been standing in front of a moment before. The one that JC was still standing in front of with his hand at his mouth and his eyes sparkling with tears. Tears? Chris sighed and walked back over, knowing the art museum drill. He looked over at Dre who just stepped forward and handed him a few tissues. Chris reached for JC's hand and put a tissue in it. JC started slightly and looked down at his hand for a moment and then at Chris. He sniffled and gestured at the painting, unable to speak. "Yeah, JC," Chris nodded, taking JC's glasses off for him and pushing his hand up towards his eyes. "I know. It's breathtaking and amazing and you feel so full of it's beauty that you can't take it. Wipe your eyes." JC did as he was told and then looked back at the painting, squinting a little. Chris slipped JC's glasses back on and JC's face smoothed out. Chris stepped back and looked at the huge red painting again. He never understood what JC saw in things like this but it made JC happy. And that's what mattered to him. |