Justin had barely stepped out of the room when he saw Joshua and Luther both sitting on the floor—well, no, at least Joshua still had a small stool.
One of Joshua's hands was holding Luther's, his expression serious and intensely focused as he used a thin brush to paint some kind of pattern. Justin came close and still couldn't tell what it was.
Joshua was looking at Luther's nails, while Luther tilted his head up to stare fixedly at Joshua. He was even leisurely admiring how long Joshua's eyelashes were before he casually started counting them. He'd already counted more than two hundred!
But clearly, Luther wasn't the type who could stay focused, especially when it came to Joshua. Very quickly, his gaze drifted away from Joshua's eyelashes, down to his nose, and then a little lower… his lips…
Justin saw Luther inexplicably start blushing, so he cleared his throat softly, as if to snap them all back to reality.
