Adrien Agreste x Damian Wayn - Transfer student 2/2
Link to part 1 at the bottom.
Adrien was not new to being invited to parties, galas, and other things like that so heâd seen some pretty fancy places but this mansion was still pretty impressive. He appreciated the classical architecture, he continued to follow Damian through the many corridors till they arrived at his room.Â
The room was predictably quite large, it was neat for the most part and looked organized. He noted the art supplies already set up in his room, he was feeling quite nervous about this whole thing, he was no artist and was not a fan of embarrassing himself.Â
âIâm happy you invited me over Damian.â
âI would have sooner but I didnât have much time to spare until now.â
âWell weâre here now! So what am I learning first teach?â
Damian gave him a questioning look before walking over to the canvas. âAre you interested in landscapes or portraits?â
âI donât know, portraits I guess.â And if the only reason he wanted to learn that instead of landscapes was so he could draw Damian no one had to know but him.
âI have another canvas prepared, come here and sit.â
He walked over and sat at the second prepared canvas, he was to the left of Damian and behind him, angled in a way he could see what he was doing. âI donât think I'll be very good at this.â The setup reminded him of the art class at his old school but less chaotic.
âThat is why I'm teaching you and why you practice.â Damian was standing unlike him, he always looked so put together, thatâs all heâd seen of him though they hadnât even known each other a month yet.
âI appreciate it.â He looked over the supplies, canvas, paint, a palette, some other stuff he didnât know the use of. âIâm ready when you are.â
âThere are different types of paint but we will be using acrylic today, it is less trouble than oil paint.âÂ
Adrien nodded along, he knew about this stuff already thanks to his friends but he hoped they didnât get into anything too confusing, he watched and listened as Damian continued to prattle on about prepping the canvas, mixing the paint, and other painting techniques. He was hearing it but his drawing was not reflecting that very well.Â
The eyes werenât even and that was the most obvious part about it, at least the hair looked okay even though it was no match in comparison to Damianâs, this was kinda fun even if his painting looked wonky.Â
He stood up and walked to Damian, looking at the painting he made from a better angle, it was beautiful. A painting of a woman with ginger hair, it was very realistic and looked like it should be in some kind of museum. âWow.âÂ
Damian turned slightly to face him, he was slightly taken aback by how they were only a few inches apart. âI am sure with practice you will be able to make a painting like this one as well.â His teacher was pretty encouraging.
He smiled. âAs long as you keep giving me lessons.â He admired how clean Damian was, Adrien had paint on his hands on his clothes but the other boy was clean.
âThat wonât be a problem.â
âDo you want to see my painting? Itâs not as good as yours but I tried my best.â Damian nodded so they both walked over to his, It was a little ugly and he was now feeling a little shy about showing it off.Â
Damian looked over it, he couldnât read anything from his expression, he never could, at least he was nice to look at. âIs this supposed to be me?â
His cheeks turned a little pink. âUhm, yeah. I meanâyou look prettier than the painting I made.â Why did he always embarrass himself in front of Damian?
His cheeks went fully red. âNoâyes, I mean, you are pretty, just..I dunno.â He rushed through that sentence which ended in him mumbling.Â
He looked straight down at the floor, he wasnât shy about complimenting his friends or touching them, hugs, holding hands, but he couldnât help but want to curl into a ball and hide somewhere right now.Â
âThank you.â He glanced up at Damian who was still looking at his painting, a hint of pink on his cheeks, cute.
âMhm, well I should goâŠsince weâre done with the lesson now.â
âYou donât have too.â Damian turned towards him. âWe have a movie room.âÂ
He took the unspoken invitation, he didnât really want to go back to the empty dorm anyways which was just going to remind him of Damian. âI like movies.â He had not seen many.
âFollow me.â He glanced back at the paintings and his still stained hands but followed along anyway, this place was big but he still wondered where the rest of Damianâs family were at, work perhaps? He couldnât remember how many there were.
They got to the movie room after a brisk walk. It had a couch, blankets, of course a tv, there were dvds, blu-rays, and cds, so a very big collection of movies and music too. âWhat do you want to watch?â He took a seat by Damian on the couch.
âYou are the guest, you should pick.â
Well all the movies heâs ever seen just flew out of his mind. âI want to watch what you want to watch.â Damian side-eyed him and looked annoyed but gave in.Â
âFine but I donât want to hear any complaining if you do not like my choice.â Damian got up to put one of the DVDs inside the dvd player.Â
Adrien picked up a blanket that was already set on the couch and laid it on his lap, it was super fluffy and warm. âYes sir.â
Damian put the dvd in, he didnât get a look at the cover so itâd be a surprise, he came back over and sat beside him. Adrien silently offered some of the blanket which Damian accepted. He looked back at the tv as the movie started to play, Jurassic Park, he had never seen it but he knew there were a few sequels.Â
He glanced over at Damian whose eyes were focused on the screen, he discreetly scooted a little closer, Damian either didn't notice or didnât care enough to say anything. He went back to watching the movie.Â
The dinosaurs were cool, he liked the flying ones even if he didnât remember the name of them, he continued to watch but his eyes started to close even when he tried to fight it. Eventually he succumbed and fell asleep.Â
He wasnât sure how long heâd fallen asleep for but when he woke up Tv wasnât playing the movie anymore and was at the starting screen with those âplay movieâ and âcreditsâ options, he groaned and looked to the side and he was way closer to Damian than he remembered. He was laying on him, his head on his chest, this was so embarrassing! At least the boy in question was asleep so he couldnât see this. He blushed but stayed there, it was warm and he could hear his heartbeat, it was nice.Â
Damian was sleeping so itâd be fine just to lay on him a little longer, in case he woke him up by moving. He listened to his heart beat while laying there, he wasnât too happy about moving away from Paris but he made friends quickly. Maps and Damian even if his feelings differed a little when it came to both friendships but still friends! It hasnât even been a month, he is not developing feelings for Damian.Â
Anyone would get flustered when around a cute guy, not a crush. Nope. So it felt like when he was with Marinette but this is completely different. In the way that he was a little more forward with Marinette, heâs not being forward now so itâs different. At least he thinks he wasnât? Is he being forward? Is calling someone pretty forward? And laying on their chestâtheyâre basically cuddling. He blushed harder and hid in Damianâs chest, he wanted to scream into his pillow.
He felt a hand in his hair. âAre you okay?â He heard Damian ask, obviously having just woken up too, no he was not okay, he was in this guy's chest like a weirdo, he just nodded. âOkay.â Damian kept stroking his hair and he had to be doing this on purpose.Â
He peeked at Damian who was already looking at him. âSorry I didnât finish the movie.â
âIt is fine, we can always watch it again as long as you stay awake next time.â
âIf youâre still tired, feel free to rest, it is getting late.âÂ
âOkay.â He didnât want to move so he stayed and closed his eyes, he felt the blanket get pulled up over him. He would have to come over more often.
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