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Duang just finished his last art exams. It was more than 9hrs long with little break in between here and there. He dragged his feet through the hallway, his mind still swirling with color theories and canvas compositions.
He wanted to be with Qin, be all over him, touch his fair skin and those delicate lips.
Qin's lips were like the outside of a peach, soft and delicate on the outside but delicious and juicy when you dive in...The longing wasn't just a physical craving; it was a silent plea for solace in the chaos of impending deadlines.
As duang was coming out of the facility of art building he saw him sitting on the bench wearing his white marshall headphones which made his fair skin stand out. If he got the black ones it would be the end of me. He always says I look good in dark colors and get possessive which makes me happy , but he doesn’t know how amazing he looks with dark colour the night of the freshmen thing
He wore a black shirt which made my heart drop and the minute his voice came through the mic all my senses evaporated they only thng i could see was him infront me looking angelic
“Were you waiting for me ter” duang leaned closer asking
“Mmh” he said looking all tired. he always looked tired but lookes good all the time even after finishing
Lets go then
What do you feel like eating today
You decided
Fried shrimp mmh ?
No I don’t feel like that
Okay let go get a bowl of noodle at your favorate place
Qin reached out to Interlinked our fingers and we walked towards the car.We haven't held hands in awhile the last was last week when i saw him at the cafeteria which pae dragged me to get some air in between our study session .The car was the same as always qin playing low ambience music which calms me thats what I needed after that long exams I want to hug him so bad but I will it leave for later
I choose one from our shared playlist
Which happen to have no lyrics
Just low calm sounds. I remember adding that to the playlist when daung was painting sitting next to the couch. His art always mesmerizes me before we started talking. I knew he was an art student but I never guessed he was this good. He doesn't know this but he always inspires me to do my best.
He looks amazing when hes concentrate on his painting His focus creates an aura of quiet intensity, a stark contrast to the chaotic world outside.I watch his hands move with steady precision, every brushstroke a deliberate choice that breathes life into the canvas.The soft glow of the lamp catches the stray strands of his hair,
It felt like the sunset lingering on the horizon as if he were trying to capture the fleeting warmth of a world that refuses to stand still.
We haven't had time for each other for 2 weeks. Duang was busy with exams and came home after I slept. I always hear him rumbling to get his clothes and leaves a small peck on my chick its a silent ritual that bridges the distance between our mismatched schedules,a gentle promise that we are still tethered despite the encroaching shadows of our exhaustion.
He’s overworking himself this happen every time exams are ongoing
I want to wrap my hands around his neck and give a pat on the head
Longing for his soft touch, tender touch , how he caresses my thighs.
I miss him so much
Duang ordered the usual and placing the spoon and fork on my plate which were the same design , I liked my things to stay organised which made me feel like I had control over everything ,I don’t know how he discovered It but I very thankful to how he takes care of me and makes me feel safe
“Pae you bastard why are you calling me now man” duang on a call
We just finish exams I don’t want to see your face again today
[Lets go celebrate the ending last semester of third year bro
Next year we going we seniors we wont have time then], jamie voice came through the phone
It's true that next year we won't have time
I don’t even have enough time for qin now what will happen next year
He will come with you guys don’t worry qin answered jamie
My face turned to him , I couldn’t exactly read what his facial expression portrayed
But I know more than anything