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?" He asked,

furrowed my brows

would he bring

house until recently. It was meant as a gift to Gavin, but I was too shy to give it to him." I noticed Elliot's jaw tick and I raised

only agree to be my model because he saw that painting and

the painting now?" He

honestly not sure

he hummed, turning away from me and walking

his shirt and threw it in the laundry basket

he got ready for

I asked him, my tone

mediocre. I had to bite my lower

sternly, without looking at me. "I

so?" I asked him, folding my arms across my chest and

to look at me, his

he muttered, clearly not

time, I did

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