I was daydreaming about this happening to me so I decided to make it a story so I could read it over and over again. I promise it's really good.
Black fem y/n painter and artist X
Company worker man
Mostly smut
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Y/N aesthetic 23 years old
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Mel and his aesthetic 25 years old
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Relationship aesthetic
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I stood in my bedroom folding up the laundry I had just taken out the dryer. I was in deep thought about whether I should buy a new canvas to paint on or wait until I finished the artwork I was already doing. I knew that if I bought a new canvas I would get distracted and not want to finish what I still had to finish. That would set my progress for my art exhibit piece back at least two weeks if not a month to get done. Once I decided that I would wait, I felt arms wrap around me from behind. I smiled feeling the familiar kiss on my cheek.
