Paint me perfect

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so i dont confuse anyone, ive deleted the first few chapters of this because i hate them with a burning passion

take this as a mini introduction i guess and a forewarning that none of this is as good as i thought it was when i wrote it (apart from like three chapters)

⭐️joshler⭐️

Hey look i update occasionally *shrug*

Joshs apartment

Joshs loft (even tho he lives in a loft apartment ok whatever shoot me)

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Joshs loft (even tho he lives in a loft apartment ok whatever shoot me)

Joshs loft (even tho he lives in a loft apartment ok whatever shoot me)

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Josh was bored. Yes, that really did happen. He grumbled under his breath and picked up his phone. He was about to phone Debby until he remembered the last conversation they had.

"You can't fuck me for your art and then pretend nothing happened, Josh. I'm a human being, not an object for you to use then throw away. I loved you, Joshua. Call me if you decide to stop being an insensitive asshole."

He shook his head and tossed his phone to the side. He could work on the business, that idea was quickly thrown away, he didn't feel like comparing shades of pink at six am on a Monday morning.

He could always call Tyler. The thought hit him like a ton of bricks. Of course, the small brunette was always willing to help Josh with his work. Josh grinned to himself and grabbed his phone from it's position between the arm chair cushions. The younger boy picked up after four rings, surprising Josh, I mean the blue haired boy hadn't actually expected him to answer this early on in the day.

"Hello? Josh?"

"Hey. Yeah, Tyler, it's Josh. You see I have an inquiry."

"Continue..."

"Well, I need a new muse." Tyler jumped at the chance. Everyone knew what it meant when Joshua William Dun needed a new muse. Josh's work was intimate, to say the least. The 'muse' often lived with Dun, they were the model for Josh's body painting; that meant sex with the artist or at least full frontal nudity from both parts, Josh thought that if his model were to be naked he might as well join them.

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