Nothing Is Impossible || Soukoku

27|| The Art Of Balance

Welcome to the second update of today ^-^!

Make sure that you didn't skip the previous chapter >~<!

There is no need for warnings in this chapter, but I will give my usual warning.

I won't tolerate any hate comments or insults! You can, of course, criticise me, and you, of course, don't have to like my story, but respect is the key.

Anyway, enjoy ^-^.

Chapter song: Electric Feel by MGMT. You can listen the song if you want to! 

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Chuuya and Akutagawa sat side by side at a large wooden table in the art studio, sunlight streaming through the wide windows and casting a warm glow over their workspace. The table was cluttered with various crafting supplies: paint tubes, brushes, sheets of colorful paper, scissors, glue sticks, and an array of glittery decorations.

Chuuya, his ginger hair tied back with a strip of cloth to keep it out of his eyes, was busy with a large sheet of poster board. He was cutting out intricate shapes and pasting them into what was starting to look like an abstract collage. Beside him, Akutagawa, with his black and white hair hanging over his face in its usual unruly manner, was meticulously painting a small wooden box with detailed patterns in shades of black and grey.

"Akutagawa," Chuuya said, not looking up from his work, "I think we should add some color to your box. It looks so... Gloomy."

Akutagawa paused, brush in hand, and shot a sideways glance at Chuuya. "Gloomy? It's called monochromatic, Chuuya. There is a difference. It's supposed to be minimalist."

Chuuya chuckled softly, shaking his head. "Minimalist, huh? To me, it just looks like you ran out of paint."

A small, amused smile tugged at the corner of Akutagawa's mouth. "And your collage looks like a rainbow threw up on it," he retorted.

Chuuya laughed, a light, musical sound that filled the room. "Maybe that's the point! Art is supposed to be expressive and vibrant. Right?"

Akutagawa set his brush down and leaned back in his chair, folding his arms. "I'm expressing something too. Just in a different way. You don't always need bright colors to convey emotion."

Chuuya looked at Akutagawa, his blue eyes softening. "I know, I know. I just like teasing you." He reached out and lightly poked Akutagawa's cheek. "You always take everything so seriously."

Akutagawa's eyes softened in response, and he reached out to gently brush Chuuya's hand away. "And you never take things seriously enough."

Chuuya grinned. "Opposites attract, right?"

With a soft sigh, Akutagawa turned his attention back to his box, carefully adding more details to the delicate patterns. Chuuya watched him for a moment, appreciating the concentration and skill evident in Akutagawa's work. Despite their playful bickering, he admired Akutagawa's talent and dedication.

As Chuuya resumed cutting out shapes for his collage, he asked. "What do you think about this one?" He held up a paper cutout of a bright red star.

Akutagawa glanced at it briefly. "It's... Bold," he diplomatically.

"Bold? That's all you have got?" Chuuya teasing, placing the star on his collage. "I think it adds a nice touch of energy."