Art Hoe // Awtto

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Otto was at the sink at the back of the classroom, washing all of the paintbrushes. He ran his thumb over each individual brush, making sure not a single bristle was hard with dried paint.

Awsten entered the room, and found Otto immediately. He set his stuff down at his easel before sliding his feet over to the brunet.

"Hey Sunshine, whatcha doing?" He asked cheerfully, sitting on the countertop beside the sink, watching Otto's hands.

Otto glanced at Awsten from the corners of his eyes. "Get off the counter."

"Ooh, the boy in the cropped sweater is trying to boss me around."

Otto rolled his eyes. "Maybe you should try to listen. You don't want the teacher to tell you to get down, do you?"

"It would be a lot better and more threatening than a twink like you."

"I'm not a twink!"

Awsten laughed and shook his head. He reached his foot out and ran it up Otto's exposed leg, showing off how smooth and hairless his skin was

"That's one sign. Second, you're so fucking cute it's hard to take you seriously."

"You're going to die alone if you think someone trying to give you advice or save your ass is cute."

"Dying alone is overrated." Awsten smiled. "Just don't try to boss me around anymore, okay, Sunshine?" He hopped off the counter and got a bit too close to Otto, and raised his chin up.

"It's more fun when I'm the one to control you."

Otto tensed and watched Awsten walk back to his easel. He had the urge to kick his ankle, but was frozen. He quickly turned around and went to his own easel, though, due to the teacher walking in at the perfect time.

For the rest of the class, Awsten didn't really do much. He did look over at Otto and give occasional winks and nudges, but he didn't ever look at his painting and make any remarks. It gave Otto a break, but he guessed Awsten knew he was thinking about what it would be like if he really did obey him.