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"What do you want?" Till asked, his eyes down and glued to his notebook, his ashen locks falling over his forehead as he finished up a sketch of Mizi.
A lot, Ivan concluded, his thoughts racing in his head.
So much more than you would ever know. I want to hold you close and never let go. I want your touch; your love; your attention. I want to spend the rest of eternity, the tedium of time, with you-just so then I would have something to live and die for. I yearn for the lingering glances you couldn't possibly cast on me. I yearn for the fleeting touches that last only in my imagination. I want to be ruined by you. To be broken, wrecked, consumed completely by you, so you can put me back together with soft whispers and sweet nothings.
But those were thoughts that belonged in the darkest hours of night; kept in the quiet confines of Ivan's room, where he would gaze out his window, only the faraway stars to keep him company.
And he knew better than to speak his mind.
"Draw me."