𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐒 (𝓖𝓸𝓳𝓸 𝔁 𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻)

.｡*♡Finale.｡*♡

<a/n: this is it u guys. i'll talk more at the next chapter but i just wanted to say that im so excited for u all to read ily <3 >

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"𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙; 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜."

 3 months later...

Y/n smoothed down her f/c sun dress as she glided through the filled shelves of sculptures waiting to be packaged and shipped to their buyers. Her e/c gaze flitted to the clock residing about her work desk. Though the sky was clear and bright and noon had just arrived, y/n prepped for closing. It was almost time to leave for her plans anyway.

She smiled as she looked past this space to Jiro assisting an elderly couple with a commissioned sculpture of a wildcat. He hoisted the heavy box into his arms with a noticeable struggle, making the elders smile apologetically. 

"Now Jiro, make sure these lovely people leave with their art in one piece," y/n called to him. 

"Could... could we make it two?" The blond grunted as he hefted himself down the steps with the couple trailing after him.

All the artist could do was shake her head and chuckle, returning to the last bit of things she had to clean. She retrieved a bin of filthy stippling brushes and dumped them in the sink, making sure to lovingly clean each one.

Her phone buzzed on the counter lighting up with a message from Satoru. "I'm off the clock. Ready in 10!"

Immediately she felt her heart thump against her chest, a girlish smile beginning on her face. She felt like a teenager in love.

Minutes later, she heard Jiro return, his panting making it very apparent of his arrival. 

"Jiro," y/n called.

"Yes ma'am?" he said, somewhat ironically. One could never quite tell when that boy was being serious or not.

"Be a dear and flip the OPEN sign for me," y/n requested, craning her neck from the sink. 

Jiro paused his huffing and puffing to lift his head to her voice. "Closing early are we? The great, new age l/n y/n- aka one of the most revered new age artists of Tokyo, Japan is closing early?

"Yes. I think I deserve a break after getting my art featured in Juxapoz magazine, two issues in a row." Y/n stuck out her tongue playfully.

Jiro waved his arms as if he was coaxing more from her. He was always ready to hype her up.

"And  front cover of SchoolArts..."

"-and created custom requested art for THE Hara Museum-" Jiro added on.

"Twice!" They said together, laughing with excitement.

Yes, these past three months had brought nothing but a new wave in her life. Success was in her grasp. So many years of working hard seemed to be paying off.

 "So yes, I'm closing," y/n said after a moment, tossing a brush to the side.

"Shame, I found you somewhat tolerable this afternoon." 

Jiro cackled at the look she gave him.

"I would stay, but I've got something to do today," she hummed in response.