❝ I promise you’ll never be bored. ❞
April snorted, giving Taemin an over exaggerated eye roll. “Yeah,” she began, shaking her head as she continued sketching, “I highly doubt that. It takes a lot to keep my interest and to stop me from being bored.” The twenty-one year old looked back up at him, blowing a strand of vibrant red hair out of her face. “Now can you stop moving? I can’t very well draw you if you keep talking and shifting all about.”


















