Yeah... I hope you don't mind... You just looked really cute while you were sleeping.
[ Lennon feels a little flustered, just because he's not used to getting compliments on his art -- because he doesn't show it to anyone, aside from the work he had done for school. ]
[ baein's eyes widen and he ducks his head, rubs at his neck. his ears are faintly pink, though it might just be the reflection from his pale pink hair. ]
... thank you. That's really flattering of you, to draw me.
[ Lennon peers at him and he's a bit lost on what he should say now and he just murmurs another thank you. Maybe... he'll do a painting later of how Baein looks right now, capture the way he makes Lennon's heartbeat pick up some. ]
I'm sure lots of people have before... you know being a prince and all.
[ Lennon watches Baein and he feels a little shy and he only meets his eyes for a moment before looking down -- maybe a dusting of pink on his cheeks. ]
[ Lennon would have been ready to argue with him but the other ends up just thanking him. He reaches out, hesitant unsure if his touch is really all that welcome but he brushes his fingers over the other's hair. ]
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[ Lennon feels a little flustered, just because he's not used to getting compliments on his art -- because he doesn't show it to anyone, aside from the work he had done for school. ]
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... thank you. That's really flattering of you, to draw me.
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I'm sure lots of people have before... you know being a prince and all.
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[ baein looks down, bringing one hand up to rub at the back of his neck. ]
But not like this. It was always impersonal, ordered by my parents, getting paid for something instead of... mm, just doing it because they wanted to.
[ he looks up again, a small smile on his lips. ]
This is different.
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You can keep them. If you want them?
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Are... are you sure? You don't want to keep them? They're so well drawn, they're beautiful...
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I have...more...
[ He admits sheepishly. ]
And they're only beautiful because you are and I would be blind not to see it.
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I'm no—
[ ducking his head baein bites back a protest, and instead his voice lowers, shy. ]
Thank you...
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Thank you for not thinking it's weird I drew you.
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[ baein ducks his head but definitely doesn't move away from the touch. if he had blood in him, he'd flush darker. ]
No one's drawn me like that before.
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I can draw you again sometime. Or paint you.
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... only if you want to.
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