The Art prodigy (Gerita)

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So there we were lying nearly naked beside each other under the covers. Why is this less relaxing than I thought it would be? I kept trying to focus on something else instead of how close he was to me. "Feli?.." he asked. "Yes?.." I answered. I looked up at him and placed my head on my palm. "I'm just really nervous, but we are good friends, so I think I will be done being nervous," he spoke. My eyes widened, and soon a smile appeared. "Yes!! That is great!" I said. I reached my hands around him and started to pull him closer.

I placed my head on his chest and breathed out deeply. He was warm and smelled amazing. Being this close to each other calmed me, and I started to hear his heartbeat. It was really fast, but so was mine. Ludwig placed an arm around me and started holding me close. We were just hugging each other, and I started to feel drowsy.

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Once I opened my eyes again, my alarm went off. I quickly sat up and looked around the room. I turned off the alarm and looked over to Ludwig, who had fallen asleep. He was so precious, that I couldn't help but smile. He was breathing slowly and slowly got out of bed. I wanted to take advantage of this moment and sketch him quickly. I looked around for paper and pencil and sat on the chair beside the bed. He was so handsome; how is that possible?

I tilted my head, looking at him, and started to draw him sleeping. I hope this isn't weird, but I had the urge to do this.  "Wow.... you are probably the most beautiful human beings I've ever seen," I whispered to myself.

Once he started to wake up, I finished the quick sketch of him. "What are you doing?" He asked. "If I told you, you won't be mad?" I asked. He smiled and shook his head. "Well... actually, it depends," he said, changing his mind. I placed the pencil and started to get in bed with him again. Laying my head against his chest, I held up the sketch in the air. "I drew you sleeping," I explained.

"I see.... that is fine then," he spoke softly. When I turned to look at him, his face was red, and he tried his best to look away from me. "No.... don't look away, look at me," I said. I placed my hand on his cheek and pulled him to look at me. As we looked at each other, I tilted my head a bit to make sure I could focus on him. So that I could never forget how handsome he was and how perfect I thought he was.

"What is it?" He asked. "Nothing.... I just think that your face is very perfect. As an artist, it is very nice to look at," I laughed. "I'm joking!!! Not as an artist..... just to me, I think you are handsome" I smiled. I rested my head on my hand and continued to stare at him.

"Listen, I want you to know that no matter what, I'll be leaving for Europe after we graduate," I said seriously. "Oh..... I forgot about that..." he said. His face dropped, and his eyes changed. "I want us to be closer, but I don't want it to be for nothing," I whispered to him. "It would never be for anything... but if going to that school is something you alone want? I am going to support you 100 percent. Just promise you won't forget any of us."

"Something I want?..... oh! I will never forget any of you. You all have influenced me so much, and I feel so supported." I explained. Something I want? I've lived away so I could make my grandfather proud.... is this why I never See my brother? Because he was tired of making him proud? He left and never looked back at it. Am I too weak to do that? I want to go to art school, but one that I choose...

"It is what you want? Right?" He asked. I started to lay on my back, dropping my arms to my sides to look up at the ceiling. Why couldn't I answer his question? Was it because I had serious doubts and second thoughts about everything?  "I'm not sure...." I spoke. I turned to look at him and felt my face get serious. "I'll do whatever to make my grandfather proud, but I'd also like to see my brother.." I spoke. 

Ludwig places his hands on my cheeks and started to come closer to me. My eyes widened, and my face felt hot, seeing how close he was getting to me. "What are you-...." I tried to say. He stopped near my lips and went in for a very long hug. I-..... I was expecting something else.

I started to pay his back and then rubbed circles on him. "I'm proud of whatever you do, not that it matters either way," he laughed. I smiled at what he said and felt lighthearted. How would my grandfather feel if I told him I didn't want to? He would probably be angry with me, but was it worth it?

I started to play with his hair feeling very content. "Let's take another nap," I said. "Alright then, if you say so," I breathed out. It was almost as if he was defeated by whatever I suggested. I held onto him closely and felt sad, I wanted to stay with him like this forever, but with the way things are going now, I do not think that will ever happen. Maybe if I learned to speak up more and be myself, I would not have this problem that I am currently facing.

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