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[noarchitact]

WHO: Kaveh, Shigeru, & YOU.
WHAT: Paint & Pour.
WHEN: April 2nd.
WHERE: Spring Segment, Prism Lake
WARNINGS: Drunk Painting.


[ kaveh decided to set up the paint & pour on the shores of prism lake, because a beautiful landscape seemed like something that artists of all skill level could enjoy creating. not to mention, it's also something that probably wouldn't suffer too much if/when guests inevitably started getting tispy. ]

[ there are three canopy tents framing the lake and, unsurprisingly, the first of which has all manner of art supplies: canvases, easels, and paints. the second has an assortment of delicious snacks made by shigeru and the third, final, and likely most anticipated has the wine. there are at least a dozen bottles, each labeled with the segment and shop it came from, because kaveh absolutely went around with the intention of helping them promote their business. ]

[ it's not a complete lie!
everybody wins!! ]


( ooc; feel free to assume that your character received an invitation from either kaveh or shigeru. it IS open to the public though, so if your character is strolling by and so much as makes eye contact with either of them, then they'll likely get dragged into the fun. anyway! bring your own top level~! )

Comments

[noarchitact]

[ kaveh cozies up to his chest. ] ...what are you talking about, [ squish squish squish. ] it's incredibly soft. [ he peers up at alhaitham. ] y'Know, [ gently pokes him. ] I drew a picture of you at the paint & pour. It's in my sketchbook. It's tasteful, I swear.

[rudementary]

[ He doesn't object, mostly because it feels like a losing argument when his chest's biggest fan, apparently, is so infatuated with it. ]

... Did you? When did you take back up portraits?

[noarchitact]

I can draw all sorts of things... and maybe lately, maybe I've been feeling inspired.

[rudementary]

[ There's a softness in his tone then; funny, how nice it is to see a spark of brightness in Kaveh like this. ]

Good.

[noarchitact]

I have you to thank for that, Alhaitham.

[rudementary]

... You don't need to thank me.

[noarchitact]

…you may not think so, but I do. [ squeezes him in a hug. ] Please just accept my gratitude.

[rudementary]

Show me your sketch and I'll consider it.

[noarchitact]

I will. I think you’ll like some of what I have already.

[rudementary]

I'm not that vain.

[ They're not all sketches of him, are they... ]

[noarchitact]

...not all. [ just most. ] I can draw myself if it'll make you feel better.

[rudementary]

Oh? I'd be interested to see your interpretation of yourself.

[noarchitact]

I’ll do my best not to disappoint.

[rudementary]

You never do.

1/2

[noarchitact]

[noarchitact]

[ clears his throat. ] ...o- of course not.

[rudementary]

[ Worth it, to see the way Kaveh flusters and tries to hide his fluster. At least he doesn't need to hide it anymore, now that Alhaitham's carrying him into their shared apartment. ]

I'm putting you down now.

[ At least there's a warning and not a very sudden drop. ]

[noarchitact]

Sure. I think I... I need to lay down...

Lay down with me? [ going to keep his face buried in alhaitham, so he can't see how red his face has gotten. ]

[rudementary]

Alright.

[ Kaveh you do realize he can feel the blush against his chest right. ]

[ Either way, Alhaitham doesn't comment, simply changes paths from the couch to their now shared bedroom where it'll be easier to lay down. ]

You seem like you have a lot on your mind.

[noarchitact]

I... maybe? I don't know. Everything's a little hazy. It's because I'm tipsy though. No other reason. Just drank a bit too much. It'll pass, I just need to lay down.

[rudementary]

Good, because if your face grows any redder, I'd be concerned about you fainting.

[ He saw. ]

[noarchitact]

[ of course he saw. ]

Maybe I'm getting sick.

[ love sick. ]

I did drink a lot of wine and I haven't fully recovered from... [ he trails off, regretting having mentioned it at all. ] you know.

Nevermind just ugh!, ...I'm not going to faint.

[rudementary]

I won't tolerate vomiting in the bed either.

[ He lets that particular conversation topic fade away as Kaveh would prefer, instead continuing with teasing him as he moves to set Kaveh down on their shared bed. ]

[noarchitact]

[ slaps a hand on his arm. ] I'm not going to barf on the bed.

[rudementary]

It's worth noting.

[ Once Kaveh is set down he'll pull back, mainly to remove his coat and gloves. The headphones stay. ]