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Aster huffed as he set up his supplies, making sure his canvas was perfectly clean and everything was where he could reach it.
He had taken up a small art class where they had models come in and then were sketched within the two and a half hours that class was in session.
Aster didn't really like drawing in front of people, and he had already graduated. However, he found that he sometimes got bored of painting scenery and abstract work and liked seeing what people were available to model. Still, it was awkward to put out ads for willing models and Aster never liked the idea of inviting some ass into his apartment. So when his friend (and sometimes pain in the ass) Jack came up to him at work saying he found a listing for a modeling class, he gave Aster the information, suggesting that maybe it would be a good way for Aster to try out willing models. And if nothing else, it was good break from Aster's usual routine.
Aster had agreed, a little surprised that Jack had put that much thought into something that meant a lot to Aster (though the Australian was reluctant to admit how much it mean to him).
So here he was, sitting with five other students and only half-way listening to the instructor talk about this week's model.
Every week for the class they had to try drawing up a different body type. At least, that was the goal if they could get enough people to volunteer. They had an array of both male and female models, all various ages and body types. Young and old, thin and portly... Aster was finding a hard time finding any interest in them, though. He was almost ready to just say "screw it" and quit the class, but he still held out hope that maybe there would be someone that he'd like to hire to model for his personal work.
It was times like this that Aster was glad he went by a seperate title for his artwork. Then at least he didn't have to be hassled on top of dealing with the stress of looking for a model. The last thing he needed was for some idiot journalist or gossiper to spread the word that the well-known (he refused to use the word famous) E. Bunny was looking for someone to model for a new series. Or at least a couple paintings...
Aster looked up at the new model was brought in and needlesstosay he was...pleasantly surprised.
He had become so used to the typical athlete or fashionista. Even the older gentlemen and sophisticated older women were so generic, as if they were picked from a Sears catalog. But this new person coming in was...well...refreshing. A petite frame with slight curves despite the person clearly being male. Brown hair that caught orange and red in the light, an adorable pink blush on freckled skin, wonderous green eyes...
Aster couldn't wait to try and put that image on the canvas. What an angelic look...Aster shook his head to rid himself of those thoughts. Nah...Get over it, Aster. Just because he looks sweet doesn't mean he is...
"Alright everyone, hope you've gathered your materials," the instructor spoke up. She led the boy to the stool all the models sat on and told him to take a seat. The boy nodded and moved to sit at an angle, his long legs pressed together and his hands holding him steady on the stool. Aster couldn't help but smile at the kid's clear display of nervousness. He obviously hadn't done this before... The instructor spoke up again, breaking Aster from his thoughts. "Alright, today we are being joined by Mr. Hiccup Haddock here. He's a younger model that has a petite frame which we haven't practiced yet. I want to see how you deal with softer features without making the subject look too feminine,"
Aster rolled his eyes, resisting the urge to scoff. It was all child's play to him but at least now he'd be looking at someone interesting. When he looked back to the boy-Hiccup- he was surprised to see those green eyes watching him before quickly looking to the ground, a pink on those adorable freckled cheeks. Aster had to shake his senses back, not sure what came over him. After all there was no way he was attracted to the young model...
Right?
Still, as Aster got started on working on his painting, he found that Hiccup had features that were pretty interesting to work on. Not just because of the boy's soft features, but the different colors he had to use for the hair took some time and more care than Aster usually applied. And those freckles...Aster applied the greatest care to placing them on the skin without making it look like a spattered mess.
After making his final touch-ups and was satisfied with it, Aster stepped back and smiled softly. For the first time in a long time he actually felt challenged working on a peice. As if on que, the instructor announced the end of class and Hiccup was finally allowed to move.
As everyone moved to clean up their stuff, Aster watched the boy closely as Hiccup stretched his limbs, the instructor coming to hand the boy an envelope (pay for Hiccup coming in). Aster smiled and waited for the instructor to leave the boy be before he moved to step closer to the boy. "Hey, kid,"
Hiccup jolted in surprise, clutching his envelope to his chest as he looked up at Aster with wide eyes and pink cheeks. "H-hello..."
Aster had to surpress a shiver at hearing the boy's voice for the first time. Aster gave a smile of encouragement to the boy. "You did good today. Usually when people come in they don't take it very seriously,"
Hiccup smiled shyly. "Thanks...Just...If you're gunna get paid for it, you should act professional, right?" A nervous laugh passed his lips and he moved to slide the envelope in his hands into his pocket.
Aster chuckled a bit. "Yeah, you'd think so," He cleared his throat and reached into his own pocket, pulling a card from his wallet. "Listen, would ya ever consider..doing this again? Not here specifically, but just modeling in general?"
Hiccup shrugged. "I dunno...I'm sure they're more...um...ya know, qualified people," He mumbled the last part and Aster didn't have to pry to know that Hiccup was going to say attractive. Either way, Aster would have denied the claim.
"Well, I can tell ya I've seen quite a few people model and none of them could hold a candle to ya," Hiccup's cheeks flushed at that and Aster continued, handing the card to the brunet. "This is my contact information. If you're interested, get ahold of me. And," Aster leaned in closer, lowering his voice. "Keep that under yer hat. Kay?" When he pulled back, he saw Hiccup's face mesh in confusion for a moment. However once Hiccup saw the name on the card, his eyes widened again and he looked to Aster in shock. Obviously, he was familiar with the name on the card. Aster smiled. "Can I trust ya to keep that secret?" When Hiccup nodded frantically, Aster's smile grew and he nodded in confirmation before going to clean up his space. He wasn't worried when he heard the kid leave. After all, he was confident he'd see Hiccup again.
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