-The Next Morning-

The blonde awoke next morning to find himself alone on the bed, and the artist gone. He sat up and clutched his head, whimpering softly.

A sudden knock was heard on the door, the lazy pyro blinked dully as he held the take out breakfast in his hand

The blonde hugged his legs and whimpered meekly. Had the red deserted him once again?

"Are you opening the door or not?" He had called from behind the wooden door.

He perked up at this, wiping away his tears quickly, "Ah..ah.. come in.."

The pyro opened the door and set the bag of McDonald's on the bed for the photographer "What's got you teared up?"

The blonde pouted quickly, "N-nothing.." he grabbed the red's shirt.

"Obviously not" he scoffed

"..." pulling the pyro in for a hug, he whimpered softly before choking out "D-don't leave me again.."

"I just went to go get food" he had said, patting the blonde's back

"Mm.." he snuggled into the red's chest

Giving a soft exhale, he stroked the blonde's hair

"Wanna continue from last time?" he had asked in a shaky voice uncertain if it would pain him like before, but decided if the red had loved him, he could endure it. Definitely.

"If you want to"

"Mmm.." he nodded "..but..tell me, why did you say you love me after you've said you didn't like me? Was it because of my story? If you're just pitying me, refrain from it.. I.. don't want to get hurt again.."

"No...I feel like I should hate you for stepping in so quickly when I barely remember you...but I also feel as though I should love you because I want to relive those memories with you..."

He nodded solemnly "...I-if you want to.. We can start over?"

"Sure..." he said

He gave a meek smile as looked at the red, feeling a weight has been lifted off of his chest.

The red averted his eyes for a bit before kissing his long lost lover passionately.

He returned it gladly, smiling some "Did you know that you're really adorable?" the blonde chuckled.

"Not at all" he said simply, stroking the blonde's cheek with his thumb

"Ah, but you're pretty damn adorable" he said, smirking a little, his shyness gone and the sassiness returned.

He blinked softly before biting the tiger's lip affectionately

"Mm.." his eyes widened before he submitted to the passion, they were painting fresh new colors over the once faded canvas, and he was engrossed in the vividness and its intensity.

The colors were fiery, passionate, lustful and even sweet. Their love was creating a picture a picture of new beginnings that start with a kiss and a response.

Lost in the fierce brushstrokes that were at times hard and soft, long or short, the photographer melded with the red, mixing his colors along with the artist's, intertwining their minds and souls.

Their body movements were in line with the brush's strokes and curves, sending one to let out even more colors, brighter than the previous colors as the two had made love against the white canvas known as their bed.

The blonde's body burned, not from hate, but passion, but he still shook a little from the past experience, wondering if it would hurt again, for that he still shy away from the red's now gentle touches.

The pyro noticed this but wanted to make sure he could handle the burning reds and even magentas of their love as he slowly eased into the photographer.

"Hhnn.." he panted as yellow bursts blinded his vision, making him clutch the white canvas in fear. Red was a color that he would always have passion for, and always have feared.

"Relax..." he said smoothly against the blonde's ear, the red paint had slowed down against the blonde's blue and even yellow, creating a beautiful work of art.

He struggled to do so as more waves of amber comes flooding into him, "Haa..n-nn.." he had smiled, but his hands were still grasping at the others' back, his eyes still flooded with salty tears.

Golden hues stared into the tear stained blue as the brush's strokes quickened with each thrust into his lover, he gave the photographer some time to adjust but he knew he should take it easy as the colors blossomed into a gorgeous painting

Seeing the new sight, the blonde responded with bright pink hues, contrasting the deep dark colors from before; the colors that had been faded away by passing times. Magentas and burning reds that had fueled his fright was now comforting him, easing him into their passionate worlds.

The dark of the moon had fell, giving a bright contrast to the gentle reds and magentas as they both nearly had finished their beautiful painting.

The feel of skin against skin made the gentle blonde whimper, as though the pyro had invaded his innermost secrets, as though they were melding into one. He was comforted by the sight of pure tropical bliss, as he quickly finished his last stroke.

He finished his last stroke as well, letting out pants of effort onto the photographer's skin and buried his head into the blonde's olive skinned and sweat coated chest "I...ha...I love you..."

He held him close, breaking a soft smile as he cupped his hands onto his lover's cheeks and pulled him in for a kiss, "I love you too.." he had muttered under his ragged breathing.

He kissed back gently, letting the piece of art they had made rest in his heart as he slowly moved out and locked his lover into a passionate embrace.

The painting comforted him as he held the pyro close, mumbling soft 'I love you's as he was lulled back to slumber.

At last, the two artist lovers had finally created a piece of art that had their blood, their flame, their hearts, and even their soul as Chibu amber placed a blanket over the two and sniffled a sob.

The End~
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