Okay this drives me c ra zY because like do yOU KNOW HOW MUCH SHIT A HUG O N E H U G WOULD FIX L IK E
Unfortunately, now that schhellool has started and I have an average of like 5 hours of homework every night, I’m not going to have much time to post art as frequently anymore (ुŏ̥̥̥̥ ‸ ŏ̥̥̥̥) I just wanted to let you all know~
I’LL DO MY BEST EVERYONE!!!
Because I need something not angst-related for my babies.
- Characters: Haruka & Makoto
- Genre: Friendship, Romance
- Rating: K+
“I dream my paintings. I paint my dreams.” - Van Gogh
Haruka looked out of the art classroom’s window and admired the crisp copper leaves falling off the trees that swayed gently in the autumn wind. The clouds overlapped each other, making the sky a gloomy gray. Right next to him, a certain brunette was standing, fiddling many brushes in his hands and painting his apron in process. Makoto was clumsy as ever, Haruka thought.
His canvas was still empty, though.
Everybody else was painting their dreams.
Haruka had never had a dream and never thought much about it.
What was his dream?
"Haru! You have to use an umbrella— you’ll catch a cold!"
"No I won’t. The water would never do that to me."
haru please <3
The babies <3
"Hello there. I’m Tachibana Makoto, and I’ll be helping to coach you starting today. It’s nice to meet you!"