Silver's POV

I had framed my "exclusive" painting of Elliot on the wall in our bedroom right next to his model car collection. I smiled up at the painting, feeling satisfied with my hard work. Elliot walked into the room just then and froze when he saw it.

A bemused look crossed his face as he examined the picture and then his eyes found mine.

"You framed it?" He asked, noticing the golden frame I placed the portrait in.

I nodded.

"What do you think?" I asked him.

He thought about it for a moment, staring at the portrait intently before looking back at me. There was something in his expression that I couldn't quite read and for a moment, my stomach knotted.

Did he not like it?

Was he upset that I framed it and hung it up?

It's not like anyone would see this portrait besides us. Elliot doesn't like it when others are inside of our bedroom, including the maids.

you frame Gavin's painting as well?"

brows

bring up

my closet at my father's house until recently. It was meant as a gift

my model because he saw that painting and was jealous? Would

is the painting now?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at

admitted; I'm honestly not sure

turning away from me and

was quiet as he took off his shirt and threw it in the laundry basket before removing his pants and

got ready for

are you?" I asked him, my tone a bit

jealous over something so mediocre. I had to

he said sternly, without looking at me. "I

asked him, folding my arms across my chest and

turned to look at me, his face

clearly not wanting to

I did

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