in ink, graphite, pen (слэш)

Victor bristles under Chris’s gaze and pouts like a child. “You know I don’t like parties.”
“No, I know you don’t like boring parties. This one won’t be. I promise.”
“How do you know?”
“Because,” Chris says with a smile, reaching over to grab Victor’s chin between his fingers and turning his head to the side, “he’s here.”
 
Or, Victor is an art god, adored and fawned over by all, except for the one person he wants to notice him more than anything. Yuuri is a well-loved jock, praised by thousands, but craves the attention of the man who's art brings him to his knees. When the two collide one drunken night, both will learn about life and love in ways they never have before, and find out their deepest desires may be closer than they've ever imagined.