A painters touch °~'

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We don't know why this all started, not just our relationship between a common lad and a painter. But, the world. Who would make such a hellish place? Here, I am, just.. Fucking a famous painter. Yeah, life's.. Great.

"Rich! Hey, what are you doing tomorrow?" I was knocked out of thought by Jake, the painter in question. "Nothing, I'm only going to be here for a while, what did you have planned for us?" Jake's bubbly smiled showed again. He wrapped an arm around me, "I'm going to make our relationship public today." I heard these words. Would.. He go through with it?

I smiled a little, "I'm so glad you finally are going to be going through with it, but aren't you scared of this?" Jake just hummed carefully. He looked like he was thinking. Hopefully not about canceling this. "I am, but I think it would be great for our relationship"

I smile to myself as Jake hugged me gently. I turn around so I can kiss him gently. I wrap my arms around his slim neck as I kissed him a bit deeper. I smirk and say, "Draw me like one of your french girls, Jake"

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This was exactly 200 words

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