as an artist he didn't have much free time as it was and for his free time to be ocupated with either his presence or thoughts of him (or both) was too tiring and kind of revolting honestly. Nonetheless, he was being petty not really because of his work but because of his friend turned crush. and the worst was that the current situation happened because of a trivial thing which the youngest didn't even care much about considering he had a good time management. It had been roughly ten hours since minghao had snapped at jun and he still hadn't apologized. but the tension between them could be easily compared to a rope about to break. No, neither minghao nor junhui were taking part in a satanic ritual. he then watched his hyung leave the room and turned back to his computer, retouching one of the drawings. i won't bother you anymore." the sadness was evident in his voice and even if minghao was distressed he could still feel his heart clench from how sad junhui sounded, but his pride stopped him from taking his words back or simply apologizing. just.go do something else" as he said this he was staring directly at jun with a gaze that could even cut diamonds, nearly making the oldest shrink in his place. i know you want to talk or play or whatever it is that you want to do but i can't right now. this, however, was not quite up to his standards and even if he was physically stable at the moment, his mind was so clouded with thoughts of jun that any minor inconvenience or disturbance would cause his common sense to topple over. the soft curves of jun's body contrasted with the harsh edges of the life sized cubes, complimented by the differing hues related to the famous rainbow flag and a very detailed background with some decorative elements, the last two being all product of pure imagination and creativity that minghao sported. what was left to do was less than a third of the project and any onlooker would instantly be amazed at the drawings and composition. It was granted that the artist had made incredible progress in just a week but, being the perfectionist and ever self-critic he was, he refused to leave one of his works unfinished or, worse yet, sloppy. "oh come on" junhui whined and proceeded to pout childishly "you're doing really well anyway why can't you take a break for a while?" why was his brain listening to his heart again? "hao-ah who do you think would win in a fist fight: levi or mikasa?" a stupid and annoying twenty-two year old. nothing eventful happened during that time except for his newfound feelings for a certain twenty-two year old. but if anyone asked how his heart was.no one asked that, in fact, no one but his mother from time to time ever asked that though it's worth mentioning that he'd been having one hell of a week. if anyone asked if he had been eating well and sleeping enough he would just reply with a nod of his head and a quick yes. If anyone asked minghao how the project was going one week in he would reply "it's going". and diamonds cut through almost everything) but nothing is stronger than diamond (actually with a quick google search he would've known that there is something stronger but that doesn't matter to him.
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