Rack- Painting

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Jack's POV

It's 12 in the afternoon right now and I've been out here since 10am. I was sitting on my stool, with my blanket draped over my lap, my canvas in front of me and a paint palette in my hand. I love painting. Aside form music and my gorgeous boyfriend Rue, painting is one of the things I'm passionate about.

I was painting a picture of our back garden and all the trees were different colours and there were flowers everywhere and a clear blue sky.

I drifted off my thoughts of the garden and I started to think about Rye. My beautiful, gorgeous boyfriend. He's perfect. He love cuddling and he always gives me kisses on the cheek or forehead, which I find adorable.

I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and someone kissing my cheek. Immediately knowing it's Rye I lean back in his embrace. 'Hi baby,' he said quietly into my ear. 'Hi,' I replied. He pulled a chair up behind me and sat down with his hands still around my waist. Watching contently as I finished my painting.

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