MK, shifted his gaze back at the night sky, only noticing how the skies were glimmering brightly today as his attention earlier was focused on the moon, As an artist, He should really focus on the little picture or the small moments too
It helped subside the negative feeling but inside he wished he was like a star, a carefree star thats only purpose in life was to twinkle and that alone can make anyone admire it
He wished it was that easy to be admired or given attention too but he shook his head, wanting that thought to be buried at the back of his head because now he got someone by his side, someone that might cherish him and that was more than enough for him
"I wished you would only look at me"
That's what he wanted to say, at first.
His hands, clenching his alcohol marker.
"Could you not move so much?" Those were the words, that escaped from his lips instead, as he stared at Red Son.
This was one of their dates, hangouts or whatever — It could even be called a get together or something.
Lables, never mattered to the young adult, All he wanted was to have Red Son, look at him.
"It's been more than a hour, I'm not used to this" Red Son, remarked. He, sat down on the grass, legs crossed and his hanfu lazily placed on his arms, exposing his shoulder and back.
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꧁𝐶𝑎𝑛𝑣𝑎𝑠꧂ {Artistic MK & Red Son} (QueerPlatonic Yandere)
Fanfiction𝙘𝙖𝙣·𝙫𝙖𝙨 | \ ˈ𝑘𝑎𝑛-𝑣ə𝑠 \ variants: or less commonly 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑣𝑎𝑠𝑠. ①ⓐ: To capture, the most beautiful of 𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 using only the finest of material. . ②ⓑ: a piece of cloth backed or framed as a surface, intended for Artistic Maste...
