Ross quietly sat in his chair, staying still so you could draw him. He didn’t really know why he agreed to do so, but here he was, in your dorm, sitting still as you drew him on a piece of paper. Hopefully it’d look good.

Ross noticed he was slumped over a little, and quickly fixed his posture with a small ‘sorry.’ He fiddled with his thumbs, looking away from you shyly.

It was a little awkward. He’d never had anyone draw him before, let alone ask.