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"Is it okay if I draw you?"
Techno blinks, stares, and says nothing. His eyes were fixated on you as you look back at him with an innocent smile, and he starts wondering why you wanted to draw him. It wasn't everyday that a person comes to him and asks if they could draw him. No, this was actually the first time this happened, and he isn't really sure how to respond. But as he continues to look at that innocent smile of yours, he couldn't bring himself to say no. And so, he nods his head.
The smile still embed on your face, you sit him down on a stool and you quickly grab for your sketchbook and a pencil from your bag, and you observed his face for a moment. You then start drawing, and all Techno could hear was the sound of your pencil moving across from your thick sketchbook paper. He stays like this until he starts noticing that his body was going stiff - his neck, his back, but he didn't want to distract you from drawing. Carefully, he looks away from your direction to move his neck.
You look up from your sketchbook and you laugh, "You can move, you know."
"Really?" It was the first time you've heard him talk, and your heart melts at the sound of his voice. You didn't know that a person could have a such beautiful voice. There were singers, opera singers, and even narrators around the world that could have topped his voice - but you'd digress. You decided, in that moment, that his voice was the most beautiful one.
You blink and stare at him, and a thought comes to your mind. "No, actually. Stay that way."
He stops moving to obey your orders, and you can't help but laugh again. He looks at you with a raised brow; your hand covering your mouth while you laughed. He isn't really sure why you were covering your mouth, because your laugh was one of the most prettiest thing he'd heard. But he didn't say anything. He wasn't much of a talker, after all.
"I'm kidding," you said, still laughing. "you can move."
Techno's thankful at the fact that he can finally move his body, stands up from the stool and stretching his arms. But you don't stop drawing him. In fact, you only seemed more focused. Once he was finally able to stretch his body, he goes back from seating on the stool he previously sat and does nothing. He wasn't really sure what to do, as this was his first time being drawn.
"I don't usually do portraits, you know," you muttered, not looking up from your sketchbook.
He doesn't know what to say, so he only nods his head.
The silent between the two of you comes back again.
He checks the time on his watch and realizes that he was supposed to be going back to his house five minutes ago. Techno stands up from his seat, grabbing your attention. "I should go." he said with a moment's hesitation. He didn't want to leave you. He's not really sure why, though. "I have to head home . I just realized that I should have been there five minutes ago. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disrupt you or anything."
"No, it's okay. I'm done, anyway." you tear the page from your sketchbook and gave it to him. "You can have it."
Slowly, Techno takes the paper from your hand and stares at your artwork, admiring it. He looks up at you, and then back at the paper of him that he was currently holding. He doesn't really know what to tell you; once he saw your drawing, he was left speechless. He cleared his throat and finally takes his eyes off from the drawing. "It's pretty," he says. "You're really good at drawing."
"It's drawn by me, so of course, it's pretty."He watches silently as you put back your sketchbook and pencil back in your bag wordlessly. Once you were done, you raised an eyebrow at him. "You should go," you pointed out. "You're already ten minutes late " It was too late for him to say anything else as you had already walked away. He had this overwhelming urge to catch up to you, but instead he stayed.
He looked back at the drawing and frowned,
he didn't even catch your name.─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ───
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