"Yeah, that," he agrees flatly, face buried in her throat. She'll be able to feel his lips curve into a feline smile when her hand traps him in like she doesn't want him getting the idea to pull away despite her "complaint."

As she explains what's normal to him not for the first time, he realizes he always keeps his relationships close to the vest, for obvious reasons. With her, he doesn't think he could pretend even if he tried so there's really no point.

"He offered," John defends his choice, besides the only other artist he knows would be a definite weirdo-vibe to commission and not in a good way. "Nice to know I'm on my own level."