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warnings: none
pronouns used: they/them
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d r e a m .
⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙"IT LOOKS SO GOOD!" —
a hobby that was shared between clay and y/n was painting the two enjoyed painting separately and together
they were currently working on a painting of a person kind of looked like a portrait with flowers surrounding her
clay got to pick out the colors while y/n did the sketch of the painting
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clay handed y/n a paintbrush and a glass of waterhe started working on the background while y/n started painting the bottom flowers
soft jazz was playing in the back while brush strokes were heard but faintly
the twos breathing wasn't silent but quiet, they didn't talk just focused on what they were doing
brownish paint was streaked across the painting, black paint filled the eyes of the portrait.
the song switched into a softer jazz, this one calmed the two even more. the song softened their grip on the brushes it's softened the way they were thinking about the painting
painting helped the two forget about everything that was going on around them, everything could be going wrong in their life and painting could fix that
it brought a form of happiness to them like a dog getting a treat.
the two stepped back to see their 4 hours worth of painting finally finished
credits: ai natori
it looked beautiful in their eyes.
𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 :
i might publish tomorrow since there's a draft that hasn't been published yet- i hope you liked it, make sure to vote if you want <3
@𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐩𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫
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