Heyy!!! Yeah so the fic i was talking about. Can you write something like sai has absolutely no inspiration to draw and then he looks at ino and is like right imma draw her!!! I want this fic to take place after they've started dating. Thank you!!
Of course love,whatever you want! I’ll put my heart into it 😚
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Sai loudly yawned over his notebook. He had never been so bored in his life before, especially not over drawing. Art was his passion, and he could never be tired of it. Still, just tracing the bowl of fruit in front of him was child’s play, and it was nothing to be elated about
Sai felt a hand snake up around his collar bone. The resting of a head and finally a long platinum blond ponytail faded into his view.
“What are you up too?” Ino asked, followed by a peck to Sais’ red cheek.
“Oh this? I was just drawing up something in the mean time.” He replied, dropping his pencil onto their wooden dining room table. A loud yawn escaped from his lips as he laid his head onto the table.
“Well, I hope you aren’t too tired. I’ve decided to make us some lunch. Make sure to stay awake”, Ino chuckled. She moved from her place and walked to the fridge. Sai just continued to stare into nothingness while his head was tucked into his arms.
Ino quickly grabbed a few pans from her kitchen cabinet, causing loud ruckus. Sai slowly lifted his head up to gaze at his beautiful girlfriend.
The way her hips swayed from side to side. They were perfectly sculpted. Her platinum locks resembling only the finest silk. How her arms were the perfect length and best of all, her face was just only a resemblance of the goddess of beauty herself.
Sais head carefully ascended from his 2 arms. He snatched his pencil from the table once more, and put it to his paper notebook. The way his pencil swayed back and forth on paper mimicked Inos movements precisely, getting her every detail down to a science. The eyes and lips were captured almost perfectly along with her tresses.
He worked all the way down to her body that only the gods themselves could’ve designed. The pencil glided back and forth on paper, making accurate lines and shapes. One curve, 2 curves.
Sai traced over the drawing once more, and again. He wasn’t satisfied. A mural this breathtaking couldn’t just be left without color.
Sai pulled out only the finest of his paints and paint brushes, one by one lining them over the table. He picked up his paint brush and carefully maneuvered over each line, each curve, each shape. Using the prettiest lavender to match Inos stylish outfit. Only the cutest fuchsia for her lips. The lightest yellow for her lengthy hair. Each color had much thought put into them. All of Sais passion and intellect went into this entire thing.
This was truly a masterpiece of the highest caliber. Anyone with sight could see the love, time, and appreciation poured into the piece. Museums would fight over it if any of them caught a glimpse of it.
“Sai, honey I made your favorite! It’s avocado-
Inos mouth fell agape. She rested the plate onto the table. Her hands fled over her mouth, but no sound came out. Tears filled her eyes at the sight.
“Is that....is that..me?”,She barely managed to articulate.
“Yes actually. You see, I was trying to capture you in a-
Sais rambling was cut off by Ino engulfing him into an almost suffocating hug.
“I love it! I love it Sai! Is this how I really look to you?” She gasped, turning to face her picture once again, with Sais arm tightly fitted around her waist.
“You are my muse after all. A muse is supposed to be captured in all of her leaps and bounds of breath-taking beauty!”
His...muse? Ino mouthed to herself. She just stood there, taking in all the colors and lines that covered the paper. Her eyes couldn’t leave that picture behind.
