Cahya had been thinking about painting his partner for a while now. His reasoning?

He wanted to make you immortal.

Cahya was a popular artist, who had his paintings in famous art galleries around the world. He had been begging you to let him paint you for days. Every chance he got when he saw you, he asked. After about two weeks of him bothering you, you caved in. Now, you were sitting on a stool in his art studio in complete silence. He’d peek from around his canvas to study you every now and then with a little smile. Your back was starting to hurt from sitting in the same position for half an hour.

“Cahya, can we take a break? My back hurts.” You groaned. Cahya, upon hearing this, froze from behind his canvas. He slowly peeked from behind it to look at you with a pout.

“Baby… you can’t stay there for a little more..? I’m like a quarter away from being done..” He huffed.