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Who: Wolfram von Bielefeld flaming_for_yuu and Shibuya Yuuri is_the_catcher
Where: Outside
When: After Yuuri's post.
Rating: PG to PG-13 because they seem to keep getting squishy lately yes I know it's all Wolfram's fault.
Summary: Wolfram talked Yuuri into sitting for a portrait after all.

the Story: Wolfram would have preferred better light. But at least it wasn't raining. The light was better than inside, too, though of course it and the supplies he'd talked the closet into disgorging weren't anything like the quality he was accustomed to at home. They would probably be sufficient. He didn't expect too much of Yuuri's "acrylics," either, though if the less potent scent was enough to talk Yuuri into posing for him, he wasn't about to complain.

"Well, find a pose," he suggested to his fiancé, settling on the grass and arranging paints and paperboard fussily.

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Being able to see Yuuri in the third person - and being quite familiar with his own expressions, thank you - Wolfram couldn't resist slowly raising an eyebrow.

"Yuuri, you're starting to sound like me."

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Yuuri, still not able to see himself in the third person, did the only logical thing in response. He protested in an incredibly adult manner, because Wolfram was obviously speaking untruths. "...Am not."

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An evil grin spread over Wolfram's face.

"Are you even listening to yourself? Honestly."

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"Well I'm not!"

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Letting Yuuri's grumpy attempt to argue speak for itself, Wolfram neatly gathered up his paints, wrapping them into a lumpy bundle with the squeezed-dry rag.

"So what do we do now?" he inquired, warily testing the very edge of his painting to see if the paint had truly dried. It seemed pretty stiff.

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Since when did Wolfram ask him that? "Well, I should probably wash my face, but other than that I don't know. It's... a little boring not having a set schedule every day."

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Wolfram asked that when Wolfram had no idea what to do. The scarcity of things to do was starting to get to him a little; he didn't have the magical experience to work out what was keeping them all here, he didn't have any duties as a member of the army, he didn't even have to worry as much as usual about keeping Yuuri in one piece.

"...The paint is kind of cute," he informed his fiancé, which was a horrible lie. Yuuri looked as though he'd had an accident in the stables. Wolfram, however, didn't feel like going inside just yet.

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...Yuuri wouldn't want to know what the 'stables' comment meant, if Wolfram had said it aloud. "I need to wash my face, Wolfram." To further this comment, Yuuri stood up, wiping his face on his sleeve again and offering Wolfram a hand.

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"Oh, all right," Wolfram grumbled, gathering his painting supplies up in one arm and taking Yuuri's hand. He mostly managed to suppress his blush at the offer. "We should probably go back to the room, then..."

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When Wolfram blushed, Yuuri blushed, and this obviously meant he had to turn away and turn away fast, marching back to the building. "Er. Right. Let's go."