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hi tsukkazu stans i have some food for u today: kazunari drawing tsuzuru when he doesn't notice
tsuzu is almost always busy and can never stay in only one place, but the few times he does kazu makes sure to capture it. he doesn't mean to, but when kazu spends his afternoon on the balcony he finds himself sketching tsuzu seated at the other table, concentrated on his laptop
when kazu tries finding inspiration, he chances upon tsuzu sleeping on the couch in the living room, probably having just come home. kazu finds himself drawing tsuzu again because, after all, he is the prettiest art he's ever seen.
until it's grown into a habit of him sketching tsuzu in those moments he can't quite describe. his face as he talks to his younger brother on the phone, the way he looked when he was humming alone in the kitchen, his laugh when he was watching cat videos on his phone,
it was then that kazunari realized how much more life all of his pieces suddenly took on. it was as if there was a new influence infecting each of his works. he found his muse.
(bonus: kazu kept all his tsuzu sketches in one sketchbook. on tsuzu's bday, kazu's day started with a sketchbook and a pounding heart, and it ended with a kiss :D)
