Pairing: Mild Shules (Yes, again.)
His parents have always had different ways of doing things.
He often wondered how they managed to get together but he's never wondered why they split up. He can only assume that the saying was true: "Opposites attract, then drive each other nuts."
What confuses him most was that they had the same goals. It was just the ways of getting there that varied.
Take for instance his keen eye and remarkable memory.
His father played 'How Many Hats' until Shawn wanted to scream.
His mother enrolled him in an art class.
Like everything else in his life, it's easy for him to be good at it.
In the course of the twelve weeks that summer of his eleventh year they covered everything, from sketching to painting to sculpting.
He enjoyed them all but the only one he still does with any regularity is the sketching.
When he's rushed his subjects are recognizable, but when he takes the time to do it right it's almost photographic.
He's found a lot of time recently to do it right, but with a subject like her that's hardly a surprise.
She has no idea, of course, that her likeness fills the pages of several recently purchased sketchbooks. He teased her once about needing a model, but she laughed and walked away and he let her.
That's the beauty of an eidetic memory though.
She doesn't have to be present for him to recreate her unique brand of perfection in ink on paper.
Someday—when he's not such a coward and she's not so quick to turn down an invitation to dinner—he thinks maybe he'll show her what he does with his spare time.
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