𝗗𝗨𝗠𝗕 𝗖𝗥𝗨𝗦𝗛 - ! kageyama tobio [hiatus]

- "ʜᴏʀɴʏ"

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WHEN people say you were bad at drawing, Kageyama didn't know you were this bad.

the watercolor liquid was splashed everywhere—on your apron, cheek and some on the grass. it was so damn messy but Kageyama just shrugged it off and mentally, he took note to not gave you a watercolor anymore.

but somewhat, from his view, you looked cute. tongue sticking out due to your total concentration and your [e/c] orbs squinting a little to get a better view to draw.

all of those were clouding in his mind all over again like a broken record. not that he minds, but he wondered what is this feeling?

and again, he shook his head to let the conception flew away.

"are you dizzy, Kags?" you asked in a worried tone because he keeps on shaking his head for the past few minutes. so, it made your curious ass tingling.

your voice snapped him out from his thoughts. he blinked several times and looked up to you who was hovering him. for a few seconds, he just stared at you boringly before he spoke up, "well, are you done, [name]?"

"dang someone is grumpy." you pursued your lips.

he ignored you. "so, have you finished yet?"

eyes rolling you replied, "hold up. let me touch up this masterpiece."

after what seems forever, you put down your watercolor brush on the table before brushed the nonexistent dust off your pants and proudly crossed your arms over your chest, looking at the masterpiece on Kageyama's cheek—a dick.

it was the prettiest art you had ever drawn if you could say, compared with your other one. giggling, you looked it at for the last time and patted his shoulder in sympathy.

Kageyama, on the other hand, was feeling anxious from all of your laughing, snickering and giggling. so, he grabbed the mirror on the table to see your so-called masterpiece but you were faster enough to snatch it away from him.

"no, no, Kageyama. I haven't seen your art yet, so let's be fair, okay?"

there, he still sat on his chair, an irritated expression incised on his face, he was so damn annoyed. a short breath was known as a sigh left his lips, "dumbass."

"I heard that!" you said and left to the only god know where.

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