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“Please, Yuuki Mishima, allow me to paint you!”

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61. “Were you drawing me?”

For Yusuke, even absent-minded doodles he did while sitting in a park bench were drawn on the level of a seasoned professional. Even when he wasn’t entirely aware of it he was drawing, he captured his subject with near perfection. Which is why his friend and (possible) crush Yuuki startled him when he asked, “Were you drawing me?”

Yusuke immediately held his sketchbook to his chest, his cheeks bright red. “P-please, I ask that you not observe my work while it’s still in progress,” he stammered.

“O-oh, sorry, I didn’t mean anything by it!” Yuuki assured, flustered as well. “I just...saw what looked like my face and got curious...” 

A sigh escaped Yusuke and he relaxed. “I admit I may have drawn you without thinking much of it. However...” Would he be able to make this offer without freezing? “...If you’d like, I could draw something much better than a simple sketch.”

“Would you?” The way Yuuki’s face flushed was so charming, so positively adorable it brought a smile to Yusuke’s face. “I mean...there’s probably way prettier stuff out here you could draw than me.”

Yusuke shook his head. “It would be an honor to capture your face in the manner you deserve.”