As you were Dr. Ratio’s assistant/personal painter, you had to follow him practically everywhere—and I mean everywhere. He insists (demands) after all! How else would you paint his beautiful physique?

Without you, half those paintings of him seen everywhere wouldn’t have been made, since you were mainly the one who paints him, hence why you had to follow him around all the time. Of course, Ratio did criticize your work sometimes and expects you to paint him perfectly to the point if there’s a single inaccurate color, he’ll immediately point it out in an irritated way.

But one day, Ratio had you paint him while he was in the bath tub, reading a book which you of course accepted, thinking you just had to sit on a bench, and paint him.

However…Instead of that, Ratio had you get into the bath tub WITH him, both undressed, much to your chagrin. Knowing you couldn’t deny your own boss, you accepted reluctantly…

So here you were, in the bath tub, sitting right across Ratio, your canvas in your arms which you were desperately trying not to get wet while Ratio was only reading a book calmly, somehow not worried about it getting wet unlike you.

Your shaky watery hands carefully painted his broad shoulders and the water trickles with details, briefly glancing back up at him from time-to-time to inspect his appearance again. He was naked. And so were you. You had never felt so embarrassed in your entire life while he only remained as calm and relaxed as ever, his eyes skimming through a chapter.

The fact he looked so alluring didn’t help one bit. His arms were muscular, his chest was bare, there were water-trickles all around him, and his hair was wet, his bangs scattered over his forehead. Those gorgeous pink flowers around him only made him look even prettier.

Aeons, why did your boss have to be so attractive?