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“How long do you think we’ll need?”
“An hour.”
Hanta snorts and shakes his head.
“The point is to see how fast we can paint each other, Roki.. maybe pick a shorter time?”
“Oh okay… is thirty minutes okay?”
“Eh.. half it and cut it down to fifteen?”
“But what if I don’t finish in time?”
Hanta shrugs and kisses his cheek before they sit at two stands.
“At the end of the day, the whole point is to have fun! Who cares if you finish and I have half a face? I’ll love whatever you make me!”
Shoto wants to argue back but can’t with the brightness in his boyfriend’s tone and the smile on his face. He sighs and nods while setting up his canvas and paint.
Hanta pulls out his phone and sets the timer.
“Ready?”
“Ready?”
“Go!”
By the time there’s five minutes left, Hanta starts panicking.
It’s not like he hasn’t started, he even cheated a bit while Shoto was distracted! Just the fact that he’s struggling to get the eyes right and the fact that he did every other facial feature before them is what’s messing him up..
He knows the eyes should’ve been done first, especially because of Shoto’s scar and spacing issues but for some reason his brain thought those were too easy so do everything else.
“I’m never thinking again..” he thinks to himself. He glances down at his phone and sees that he wasted three minutes unfortunately thinking and groans. He halfasses his boyfriend’s eyes and knows that if anything else, at least the colors are right and that’s all that matters.
When they both hear the muffled sound of ‘Trust’ by Brent Faiyaz play from Hanta’s pocket, both men put their paintbrushes down.
Shoto turns to Hanta with pink cheeks and an expression that’s slightly unreadable which makes Hanta’s brows furrow.
“Baby what’s wrong?”
“What if you don’t like it?”
“I’ll like whatever you make me and I mean it, Sho. Remember when you made me cupcakes last month?”
Shoto groans and rolls his eyes.
“Please don’t remind me.”
“I still liked them though!”
“You ate the top because the inside was raw..”
“But at least you tried! And if this is like that time then at least you tried! Trying is what counts and trust me, mine isn’t great either.”
Shoto sighs and nods.
“You go first.”
“Alright but I gotta warn you.. it’s not the most amazing.”
When he gives Shoto one last glance knowing he can’t back out, he holds his canvas and turns it.
He looks away out of embarrassment but feels a bit better when he feels Shoto grab the canvas and kiss his cheek.
“I love it.”
Hanta opens his eyes and raises his eyebrow.
“Deadass?”
“Deadass.”
Hanta laughs at Shoto’s tone but still smiles.
“I know the eyes are kinda wonky, I did them last minute and didn’t wanna leave you without them so..”
“It’s okay, honey. You did really good, I like it!”
Hanta bites the inside of his cheek to hold in his giggle before Shoto hands his canvas back and holds his.
“I think mine might be a bit worse.. I forgot a few of your moles and one eyebrow is higher than the other.”
“Hey, that’s okay! Can’t be worse than the way I did your eyes right?”
“I guess so.. are you ready?”
“Of course!”
Oh how Hanta wishes he never said that.
Shoto’s work looks like he could’ve been a famous artist in his past life. From the details of each strand of hair on his head down to the contour and highlight of his neck from the lighting, Hanta might as well just shrivel up from shame right then and there.
He sees what Shoto was talking about though with his face and while a few marks are missing, his usual expression of him constantly raising an eyebrow is there and wasn’t a mistake on his boyfriends end.
“I know it could be better but-”
“Shoto, are you kidding me?! It looks fucking fantastic! Everything’s so freaking detailed, I don’t think I’ve ever looked so good in my whole life!”
“That’s debatable..”
Hanta rolls his eyes at the cheekiness from the other but holds the canvas taking everything in.
“Mine sucks compared to yours..”
“If I like it then it doesn’t suck.”
“Yeah I guess.. c’mon lets clean up and go before Aizawa has a cow.”
“But he doesn’t own a farm?”
“Form of expression, baby.”
“Ah.”
For a whole week Hanta feels shitty.
He knows it was just a fun challenge and this was just for them to add onto their date before going back to the dorms but he can’t help but feel this weird pit in his stomach.
He’s always felt as if he needed to one up something for Shoto and because he knows he can’t achieve that academically, he’d at least think that art would be on his side but he guesses not.
Of course he’s good at skateboarding, doing piercings he probably shouldn’t do without supervision, making food and singing but those are things a lot of people can already do!
He huffs and tries to shake it off when he knocks on his boyfriends door.
“Sho? You in there?”
He knocks again before slowly opening the door incase he’s napping.
When he hears the sound of the shower going he nods to himself. He walks over to the others desk to put the manga he borrowed down but not before stopping and staring at what’s above his desk.
The shitty (at least to him) painting of his boyfriends face is staring right back at him.
Hanta’s mouth opens and closes like a fish while he blinks rapidly as if he’s just had the best surprise of his life. He finally stands up straight up and starts giggling to himself. Maybe he doesn’t have to be amazing at everything for him and Shoto to stay together in the long run and that’s okay!
Although, if you ask Shoto if he heard Hanta’s giggles from the other side of the wall then he’ll deny it knowing how his boyfriend is but that doesn’t mean the sound doesn’t reply everyday in his head.