“Love, you are not painting my b-breasts on that canvas,” she joked, unable to help herself as she covered them up. Paypack for tickling her.
Even if he was cutting it down, the rest of it could be the canvas for their paint fight if she could just manage to fit it in there.
He chuckled, his cheeks blushing almost as purple as the paint. “Th-that’s not what I meant! I was thinking – well, we both like butterflies, don’t we? Why not see about painting some of those?” And to start, he dipped his fingers in the deep blue, blue-raspberry flavor paint. “Morphos, monarchs, swallowtails, whatever we want. It’ll give us a chance to make use of all the colors.”
“Actually I just thought of butterflies as your symbol..because they don’t realize what beautiful wings they have though others can see it,” she whispered in answer before moving to the paint and answering with much more confidence.
“But yes~ Two butterflies together to symbolize us?” Using the outside part of the canvas for a rought draft of what she wanted to paint, she began to make one that represented her in shades of brown and grey – the way she saw herself as plain and rather unattractive.
Though she tilted her head since her lack of painting skills made it look like some twisted fairy with antennas.
He bit his lip as she said those sweet words. True, it was part of the reason he’d wanted to get a butterfly tattoo in the first place, but hearing his beloved say it made it that much more special. He wanted to kiss her, but as messy as the two of them were, that might spoil things.
“Mm, not bad,” he said softly, watching her practice. “But I don’t think those are the right colors. Here.” He picked up a paper bowl, and squirted in some brown, yellow, and a hint of pink. With his finger, he blended the colors into a soft, warm light brown that was almost the exact color of Katelynn’s hair.
“This should be the base color.” He drew a few streaks on. “And this,” he added some peach, and a few lines of soft blue, “should add to it."
Jack Maple 