forum Pheasant Brook (O/O with Icarus!)

Started December 12, 2019 by @GoblinKing

tune

Wilhelm rubbed his eyes, taking a tiny break from the small lettering on the page. His fingers drummed on the book’s spine as he returned to reading.

Connor finally reached a blank page, and started to sketch again, drawing with very light, faint lines. He was still humming.

Wilhelm checked his watch. He blinked tiredness from his eyes, trying to stay awake in the nearly silent room.

Connor had, without really thinking about it, begun to draw Wilhelm, pencil tracing the curve of the other male's body, the shoulders and jawline and wild, dark curls.

Wilhelm stretched, rubbing the nape of his neck. He turned to look out the window, the chirps of a robin breaking his concentration.

Connor kept sketching, sucking his lower lip into his mouth as he worked.

Wilhelm looked over at Connor, head tilted just a bit. “What are you drawing?”

Connor looked up, and blushed a little bit. "Oh. Uhm. Ah may have, er…started ta draw yeh." He replied, embarrassed.

“Oh-“ Wilhelm was a little taken aback, to say the least. He raised his eyebrows a bit, feeling a blush creep into his own cheeks as well.

"Sorry…" Connor trailed off, biting his lip a little bit. "Yer just…yeh have a good…face." he finally mumbled, blushing more. "Fer drawin'. Uhm."

Wilhelm chuckled a bit, a smile slipping onto his face. “I have a good face?” He ran a hand through his hair. He was still blushing quite a bit, although his heart was no longer racing.

(I'll probably only be on for about 20 more minutes, sorry)

Connor ducked his head, blushing and embarrassed. "Uhm. Yes?" he said slowly. "Fer drawin'. Yeh've go'…angles…" he finished, covering his face with a hand.

(no problem, thanks for the heads up!)

Wilhelm nodded knowingly. “They always did that those were my best features.. my angles.” He teased, his voice faux-prim and proper. “You don’t need to be embarrassed, though. If I were an artist, I’d draw you as well- no, that’s not what I meant. Slip of the tongue.” Wilhelm tacked on quickly, his face quickly turning beet red.

(You're welcome!)

Connor let out a soft laugh at that. He peeked over at Wilhelm, his face still blushing and red and embarrassed. "Then wha' did yeh mean?" he asked curiously, voice soft and a little hesitant.

“I’m not sure. Maybe you’ve got angles too.” Wilhelm laughed a bit at his tiny joke, though there was the tiniest tremor in his hands as he placed his book facedown in his lap.

Connor chuckled. "Mm. Just a little bit." he replied, shrugging his shoulders as he peeked over at Wilhelm.

Wilhelm took a small, quiet breath, focusing on steadying his hands before saying anything else. His eyes darted out the window as he tried to rationalize his thoughts. Just because someone draws you a few times and compliments your appearance doesn’t mean that they’re interested. Get over yourself. Wilhelm mentally scolded himself, his face still flushed pink.

Connor sighed softly, trying to steady himself. His face was still pink, and he ran a hand through his curls, trying to calm himself down.

Wilhelm eventually gave up trying to calm the small shaking of his hands, instead electing to duck his face into them, taking another quiet breath. His eyes wandered over to Connor after what felt like years (but in reality was only a few moments), only sending another wave of red collapsing over his cheeks.

(gtg for real now)

Connor glanced over at Wilhelm as well, blushing harder when he met the other boy's eyes. He ducked his head away.

(alright, alright, gn!)

“God, this is torture.” Wilhelm groaned quietly to himself, trying to pick his book back up to distract himself. It wasn’t working, though- none of the words would stick in his mind longer than they were on his eyes.

Connor laughed a little. "Is it tha' boring?" he asked, looking over at Wilhelm. He was still blushing a little.

“What? Oh- no, no.” Wilhelm shook his head, cursing himself for speaking loud enough for Connor to hear.

Connor frowned a little bit. "Then…" He trailed off, not sure what to say, mainly because he wasn't sure what Wilhelm meant.

Wilhelm rubbed his eyes. How could he possibly explain it? Both of them were clearly some kind of embarrassed- it showed when they made eye contact- but there was no comfortable way to address that.

Connor looked down at his sketchbook again, then at Wilhelm. I shouldn't have said anything about drawing him…or him having a nice face.

Wilhelm looked back up from his book, turning his head over to Connor. “I’m sorry I asked what you were drawing, ha- but I’m honestly flattered by you drawing me..” He smiled, his thumb pressed against his top teeth.

Connor shrugged a little, an embarrassed smile flashing across his face. "Thanks, bu'…ah still should have asked if it was alrigh' wi' yeh first."

“No, you’re right, you should have. It caught me off guard for sure.” Wilhelm laughed a bit, positioning his back against his headboard again.

Connor chuckled a little bit. "Mainly because of th' way ah phrased it, bu' yeah. Ah'll remember ta ask yeh next time."