jacob bae was never one who took interest in any type of art unless it had anything to do with music. because of that reason, he never expected to feel drawn to the boy who walked into music class each day with paint splattered on his dark jeans and traces of marker on his fingertips. who the hell was he, and why was he so god damn beautiful?
that person was kevin moon. kevin moon was the person who took his heart and held it without permission, kevin moon was the person who he smiled at like he deserved the world (by god he did.) that person was kevin moon.
why was he so beautiful? jacob still had no idea. jacob still had no idea how he looked like an angel every day, jacob still had no idea how he looked perfect always even when he was dressed like he came from the dumpsters. why was he so beautiful?
the boy who always had paint on his jeans and traces of marker on his finger tips was kevin moon. kevin moon, the person who loved to spend time with jacob bae. kevin moon, the person who would happily go anywhere with jacob whether it be four in the morning or one in the afternoon. kevin moon, the person who took his heart and gave him his in return. kevin moon, the person who he never expected to feel the same way but who did anyway. kevin moon, the person who proved him wrong.
jacob bae so suddenly felt attracted to art, only because of one person he was now able to call his.
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this literally ended so suddenly im so sorry :(( i liked how i ended it tho do yall notice what i did?? but no really i grew so attached to this book over a span of only a few days that i almost cried writing this chapter :(( this book definitely isnt as popular as my others, but i enjoyed it nonetheless!! no doubt that i appreciate all the love ive received from you all, whether it be from the beginning or the middle or after this is published and completed, i appreciate it all equally. im starting school soon, so my next book may take a bit for updates, but i promise ill try to get them done!! if we go physically istg i will CRY. but bye bye, enjoy the rest of your day / night!! — Z.
