sxttises

Noticing how the other tensed, Aidan couldn’t help but narrow his eyes. Did Caius think he was an idiot? He wasn’t blind; he’d noticed the ring a long time ago, and he’d been in the other’s place enough to have noticed the pictures by now – even if he usually found himself distracted a majority of the time he spent there. He just hadn’t brought any of it up, as curious as it had made him at times. He didn’t comment though, waiting for the other to work things out in his own head, and almost taking a sense of amusement from having caught Caius so off guard with his question.

Daisuke let himself be lead towards the couch, and he all but collapsed into the plush seat. He didn’t reply immediately to Momo’s question, instead letting out a deep sigh as a hand moved to run through strawberry blond locks. “It’s… it’s really stupid – or no. It’s not. I guess I am because I actually let this happen… or… ugh! Why is this so complicated?” he paused, long enough to take off his glass and rub at his eyes, the last several days of pent up frustration surging forth now that he was actually allowing himself to talk about it – even if it wasn’t going as smoothly as he hoped. Maybe it would be better if he just came out and said it…“I think I’m… I have feelings for… K-Kyo…”

“Fair enough…” Alec responded a faint smile coming to his lips as one hand rubbed lightly at the back of his neck. Still though, as per usual Alec felt the need to make sure. Despite how many times he had come here, he still felt fairly out of place, making him mildly cautious of that invitation. Atsushi didn’t seem the type to ask such things just for the sake of being polite, but still. The last thing he wanted was to overstay his welcome.

Though Alec knew relief probably should have been the most prominent feeling at that respnse, that wasn't the case. Instead he felt embarrassment rear its head as the other returned, handing the sketchbook to him, and the feeling only grew at those words. "Th-thanks?" He said, hand lifting to rub at the back of his neck, features warming further as he averted his gaze. Just great... his biggest fear realized. "I... S-sorry..."

Arriving at Atsushi's, Alec is just going to try as hard as he can to appear as relaxed and casual as possible. However, the faint flush and fidgeting are probably more than enough to give him away. "Uh... B-by the way, did I... Did I leave my sketchbook here last week...?" This is the last place left t look, but still he's really hoping that answer's no.

That invitation, admittedly, caught Alec somewhat off guard, surprise momentarily crossing his features. One hand lifted to rub at the back of his neck, dark brown eyes once again returning to the other's form. Though Alec wasn't much for any form of alcohol, he had to admit, staying and spending more time with the blond was an extremely tempting thought. "I... Sure. If you're sure I wouldn't be imposing then... I'd love to..."

“Thank you,” Alec said, averting his gaze and feeling his features warm, ever so slightly at the praise, as he finally turned off the faucet. He glanced at the other from the corner of one eye when, a slight smile curving his lips.

Setting the last of his brushes aside to dry, the artist set to washing his hands, trying to get as much of the drying acrylic pain off of his hands. Despite his efforts, some of it still remained, blotches of bright color against otherwise pale skin. "I guess," He mumbled, before turning his attention to the blond. "I've gotta admit I think it might actually be my best work yet... Are you happy that it'll be done soon,,,?"

Standing in front of the sink, Alec was admittedly a bit lost in his own thoughts as he cleaned his brushes. "Don't think it'll take much longer, now..." he mused, his voice barely any louder than the running water. At this rate it didn't seem like it would take much longer for the painting to be completed, and he would have been lying if he said he wasn't having some mixed feelings about that.