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Hello everyone! College has been a little crazy, but I’m finally opening commissions again for the summer! Feel free to message me if interested 🙏

Some General rules (again)!

Will draw:

- Fanart

- OCs

- Real People

Won’t Draw:

- Heavy Mecha

- NSFW

- Heavy Gore

Additional info:

- Prices all in USD, Payment upfront through PayPal or E-transfer

- No refunds after sketch process is completed

- If you want something specific, providing references helps a lot!

- I will update you with a on the sketch and flat colours if you want anything changed, feel free to ask anytime how your commission is going!

- When completed, the final piece(s) will be sent through email/drive in PNG form for quality (I am open to other methods if needed!)

- Anything not listed specifically above might be something I’m not super confident with yet, but if you are interested just ask me!

jihoon shyly walks up to the piano at the insistence of his best friends. they're all a little tipsy, cheering him on from their corner of the quaint restaurant, and he has his own blush rising high up on his cheeks but it's not from the alcohol. he gingerly sits down on the stool and glides his fingers across the piano keys, each note ringing in his ear as he takes a deep breath. he hears his friends spurring him on with loud exclamations and jihoon starts to play.

it's easy. it comes to him like breathing, like walking, like it flowed from every ounce of his being out his fingertips and into the world. he continues to play effortlessly, only startling when he hears a voice singing along to the words and melody. jihoon looks to his right and sees you, shyly glancing at him as you followed along to his music. the cheers grow louder but nothing could rival the beating of your heart, booming like fireworks in your chest as jihoon gives you a smile, fingers moving effortlessly amongst the keys.

the song comes to a close and the people around you whoop and cheer. jihoon could hear his friends whistle from the corner but it's drowned out by your voice reaching his ears. "you sounded great!" he says, somehow winded, like you've stolen all the air from his lungs as you respond with red dusting your cheeks. "thanks! you played really well too..."

"he's single!!!" he hears his friends chime in as the same time your friends go, "they're single!!!" you both stared at each other before bursting out in laughter. with a not-so-nonchalant shrug, jihoon looks away from your magnetic eyes, "do you wanna maybe get a drink together sometime?"

wonwoo could barely resist saying no to you when you approached him with your phone in hand. you had shown him this trend you'd seen recently, even if it was a little old by now, of girls and their partners recreating scenes from the books they read. you showed him the trend just a bit ago and then propped your phone up excitedly against a water bottle to record it. he looks unsure and sort of embarrassed but you kiss his cheek and reassure him that this is just for your eyes only.

"come on, besides! you're a good actor!" you practically purr, patting his chest lightly before situating yourself in your spot.

your boyfriend chews on his bottom lip, still not fully convinced. "no, it's embarrassing. i'm always playing the bad, cold guy," he says, all the while heading to his spot for the scene too.

you're now leaning against the door frame, looking up at him with those eyes he could never say no to. it's his biggest weakness. he knew you knew it because you tend to abuse that power. "you're not being a bad guy here! you'll be the extremely hot guy i'll fawn over. now… ready?" as ready as wonwoo would ever be, he nods.

it takes three seconds and a deep breath. you can see the look in his eyes change, a hand coming up to cup your jaw ever so gently, his touch feather-light, that it took all of your willpower to not gasp right there and then. and when his thumb travels from where it was on your cheek to your lower lip, you swear you felt your entire body flare up at once, like a spell had been put on you. "cut!" you blurted out, much to the delight of your boyfriend as you rushed to end the recording.

"was that good?" wonwoo asked between chuckles.