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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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[flaming-for-yuu.livejournal.com]

"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..."

[is-the-catcher.livejournal.com]

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."