My. V.10

Hey!

Har mestadels tagit lugnt i veckan och inte gjort så mycket då jag valde att göra saker under lovet istället. Mestadels bara gjort karaktärs designer + arbetar på en större akvarell bild.

Har som sagt också arbetat på manus så kastar ut delen ja har nu på andra kapitlet :) ska också försöka göra hela manuset så det är bildmanus.

CHAPTER 2

Seven couldn't comprehend what had transpired last light.
He vaguely remembers that he had clinged to the man and refused to let him go but had no recollection on how he got into the mans house, even more so how he got into a bed with the man.

He felt a warm and fuzzy feeling feeling the heat from the man, but he also felt a small lump forming in the pit of his stomach because he wasn't sure what intentions this man had in mind.
But it couldn't be bad, right? Why else would he have taken him in? He felt like Master but at the same time there was something.. different.

Seven slowly slid out of the mans grip trying not wake him up. He desperately wanted to see what the man looked like but couldn't bring himself to put the glasses on, he was such a coward.
He instead reached out and lightly touched the mans chest and slowly moved up to his, neck, face and hair.

He felt different, yet everything about this man was eerily similar to Master. They almost had the same built, facial structure, and if he wasn't wrong he could feel a scar on the bridge of the mans nose.
The biggest difference he could feel was the hair, while master had long coarse hair he always wore in a ponytail this man had short and very soft hair.

Seven continued to touch the mans hair in amazement and had a smile on his lips now but he hadn't noticed that the man was now awake and looking at him.

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