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🍋1: Rohan Kishibe ఌ my sketch refrence

Y/n's Stand: Fox on The Run

"Thank you for coming here today Y/n" Rohan said cheerfully as he looked up from his desk.

"Oh Rohan, you know that this IS my job, and if I don't come I won't get paid" Y/n responded with a snicker as she set her things downs at her desk. "So, Mr. Rohan, what do I need to do today? Brew you a coffee may haps?"

Rohan laughed at her words before speaking. "You know I don't like coffee! Anyway I need lineart done for a few pages, nothing too difficult. There isn't any fight scenes, so it should be pretty straight forward." The mangaka informed as he walked over to Y/n's desk with a folder. He then winked at her and walked off.

Y/n quickly scanned through the pages and came up with a plan. "Fox" she said to call out her stand. It sat down on the other end of the desk and Y/n placed half of the pages Infront of it and handed it a pen. Y/n grabbed a pen for herself and stared to outline Rohan's drawings alongside her stand.

"Its really fascinating how your stand can work on it's own." Rohan remarked, cracking his knuckles and looking over at his employee. "How amazing"

"Hm? Did you need something Rohan?"    Y/n said looking up from her work. She stared at her boss in the eyes, waiting for a response. He shook his head and mouthed the word "nothing" before going back to his own work.

***timeskip***

"Impressive, Y/n and Fox. Your lineart keeps getting better and better" Rohan complimented his employee while looking through the folder of finished manga panels. "Now, could you do...some modeling for me? I wanted to practice some anatomy and sketch the cover art for the next volume..." Rohan inquired. " I mean, only if you're okay-"

"Sure! I'm okay with it." Y/n answered cheerfully. She walked over to the couch and sat in it while waiting for Rohan. He followed after her quickly and grabbed her arm. He positioned it to his liking, and then positioned her thighs and legs. After that, he placed his hands on her cheeks to get her face in position. Y/n felt her cheeks heat up against Rohan's soft palms, and his face was, well, close to hers. Before they both knew it, their noses were almost touching and Rohan was also going red.

"Oh- oh! I'm sorry!" Rohan apologized, backing away quickly.

"N-no! You're okay, Rohan!" Y/n stammered. "Is this angle okay?" She asked him, to which Rohan responded with a nod.

Within a few minutes, the sketch he wanted was done and he was satisfied. "It looks great, thanks Y/n." Rohan mussed. He showed Y/n the sketch from his desk, and saw her smile at the drawing.

"Do you need me to model some more?"   Y/n called from the sofa which she already sank into. Rohan rushed over to help her sit up and talk to her.

"Actually I do need you to model for me a little more...but..."

"But..."

"B-but...could you possibly...Only if your comfortable...model...nude...for me?" He stammered, clutching his hands nervously together. Y/n's face turned tomato red and so did Rohan's. It was a strange request from him, but Y/n truly didn't mind since she liked Rohan for quite some time now. They met at an art supply store, and then when they were assaulted by a thug, Y/n beat the thug up with her stand. Rohan was mesmerized by her power and interest in art, and from there they became co workers.

"Y-yeah. I-Im okay with...m-modeling nude for you...either way, you can erase this memory with your stand." Y/n coughed nervously. "I'll take off my c-clothes"

She unbuttoned her shirt and pants as Rohan watched. Y/n threw her shirt off and  Rohan caught it. She handed him her pants, leaving her in underwear. Rohan stared in amusement at her almost naked body, mouth agape.