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SKETCH [Sugawara Koushi]

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SKETCH [SUGAWARA KOUSHI]



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[H/C]: Hair Colour




Slender, pale fingers covered in a black powder patted rhythmically in a large paper, precisely placed in his own legs. The artist looked at her sleeping face, a strand of her [H/C] hair falling so softly close to her nose and rosy lips. He stared at that magnificent creation for what seemed like hours, lost in thoughts of how could God or any other thing had made something so, so perfect.


Then, his fingers started messing with the paper, the powder forming shadows until the drawing was finished. He looked once more, trying to compare it with the paper, almost unhappy with the result; even though he knew his own volleyball hands would never be able to mirror such graceful thing that was she. He lost himself while looking at his art, not realizing the smiled that formed in his and her faces.


“Koushi?” he heard her sleepy, sweet voice, and instantly looked at her face. “What are you doing so early?”


“Admiring.” He promptly answered, placing a chaste kiss in her now red cheek, aware of his hands and face all dirty.


“Can I see it?” [Name] asked, her small hands grabbing the paper.


Then, all breath she had was gone. It was wonderful. The drawing had not limits itself, and her hair, even black, was spaced over all the paper. Her closed eyes and mouth were so, so realistic that she could swear she could touch them; she felt like it was a mirror. And she felt beautiful inside, and smiled widely, because she was the muse of that beautiful portrait.


“Do you see me this way?” [Name] asked, recovering her breath and looking at his passionate eyes.


“Everyone does, baby girl.” He whispered, almost jealously, smiling softly. “You are so perfect to me…” Sugawara hands touched her face, caressing her skin and getting close so that his lips barely touched hers. “I love you immensely, my dear. Even if I tried my whole life, no art is able to collect one percent of your whole existence.”


[Name] blushed, completely flustered by his words and actions. His love was as touchable as his body, their hearts united as one for so long it felt their entire lives. She put his art on the table close to the bed, her hands sliding from his shoulders to his neck and his hair; he purred and close his eyes to the touch.


“May I kiss you?” His lips formed the words, without saying them aloud.


“Always.”


Then, his muse closed the distance between them, their whole existence mixed just like that black powder and the paper, the beginning and the end at the simple touch of their lips; finally, they were one.
So... I found this Tumblr post with tons of writting ideas and a friend of mine is encouraging me to try it, so... That's it. Suga is an angel and it needs to be protected. Hope you like it <3
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Oh my gosh, this was beautiful. ^-^