[ he gets a gorgeous silk and cashmere scarf that's so fine it's translucent but still soft and warm, perfect for the colder months, carefully wrapped in a gift box with Much love, Rayflo ]
[Huaisang sends back a small painting in return, a minimalist ink-brush style in sweeping black strokes. It catches Johnny with that half-smile on his lips that Huaisang associates with him, dressed in one of his usual suits and looking devastatingly handsome.
He attaches no note, expecting that Johnny will understand the thanks and affection contained within the little sketch, showing Johnny the way that Huaisang sees him.]
(pretend this isn't late)
[ he gets a gorgeous silk and cashmere scarf that's so fine it's translucent but still soft and warm, perfect for the colder months, carefully wrapped in a gift box with Much love, Rayflo ]
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He attaches no note, expecting that Johnny will understand the thanks and affection contained within the little sketch, showing Johnny the way that Huaisang sees him.]
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[ He gets a text response, then, along with a photograph of the painting placed in a place of honor in his living room: ]
You flatter me, Huaisang. Thank you.