Imagine -one shots-

The Dark Artistic

Darker kind of guy :) <3

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“You finished?” you ask with a small smile.

 He looks up at you through his straight, jet-black bangs. His hand moves the pencil quickly across the page.

“… Hold on…. and…finished”, he says with a proud grin, flipping the sketchpad over to show you.

It looks exactly like you, the contours in your face, and the texture of your hair, the shadowing and lighting. You looked at it with an awed expression.

“It’s amazing”, you say in a whisper, with a small smile on your face.

“You really like it?” he asks with a grin on his face and a hopeful glint in his dark eyes.

“I love it”, you say quietly and lean your forehead against his.

A tint of pink powders his pale skin for a moment as he smiles, his sparkling white teeth showing in a lopsided grin. You run your finger across his rubber band bracelets, then look at up at him through your lashes.

“Come on let’s go watch a movie or something”, you say poking his flat stomach and getting up from the grass.

He rises, writes something on the paper, and gives you the sketchbook.

“Keep it”, he says in a quiet tone, his deep voice scratches a little.

The drawing is in your hand, his signature scrawled across the page with “I love you” underneath. You smile widely and go on your tiptoes, due to his height, and peck his lips, the cold metal of his snakebites on your lips for just a moment. He grins, his hair covering one of his eyes; you hold hands and walk up the steps to your house, your fingers intertwined.