Jjba Drawing Novels & Stories

she said one morning at the coffee shop. "Different how?" "Happier. Like you've found something." "I started drawing again." "That's wonderful." "It's just a hobby." "It's not just a hobby. It's you." Jay smiled. "That's what Cole says." "Cole is a smart man." "He's an idiot." "A smart idiot?" Jay laughed. "Something like that." One night, Jay showed me his sketchbook. Page after page of drawings. Me. Our apartment. The coffee shop. The city. The rink.

She picks her head up and smiles, “hey baby, I was just l drawing out something I thought would be nice out by that waterfall." I adjust the hard on she just gave me and walk over to her and look at what she’s drawn, a huge gazebo and picnic area. I smile at her, “that’s really nice, I talked to the Jayson and Brian from our construction company and Brian will be by tomorrow night with drawings for you to look at.” She stands, walks over to the sealed door, “what’s in here?”

She was using colored pencils. Gaya sat on a different table. She was discussing whatnot with Elijah and Elias. I subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, seeing how none of them looked angry over my lack of hospitality. I approached her carefully and sat opposite her. The drawing was alive now. Detroit West – her father. It was no longer just a shadowy outline. The sketch now bloomed with deep reds and burnt oranges, warm brown undertones smudged beneath his cheekbones, and his eyes…those unmistakable, calculating eyes, seemed to stare right back from the paper.

I’ve never shown my doodles to anyone, my parents didn’t encourage me to draw, whining that it wouldn’t pay the bills. “Oh this is just… I was just killing time,” I say, reaching for it. Jesse grabs it before I can, cat like fucking reflexes. What is their animal? Do they have the same one? I watch with interest as she studies it. “That’s from Avengers right? Black Widow,” Jenna says, a smile on her face.

The drawing slowly took shape in the sandbox. As Ezra finished the last stroke, Vivienne stared blankly. The drawing he had made was blurry yet familiar to her. It resembled the kind of drawing she used to love making as a child, with bells, sunflowers, a large vase, a small round table, princess-style floral curtains, and a room filled with toys... It was like a design she had drawn for Ezra's villa, but the only difference was that her design had a professional touch, while the one Ezra drew in the sand was completely childlike.

The Ecostanian-style palace decoration looked luxurious and grand. Flora opened the small bag on her back and took out a picture book. “Mommy look, this is the family portrait I draw. This is Mommy, this is Daddy, and this is Jason, this is Jerry, and this is me.” There were five cartoon-like characters in the drawing. Although the drawing look was crooked and very abstract, each character was grinning from ear to ear. When I saw it, I smiled until my eyes turned red, “Oh! Baby, you are so awesome. You draw it so well.”

From the door, I saw them clapping as if I won a competition. Brianna drew a circle shape again. This time, her drawing was five small circles. As soon as she moved the notebook towards me again, I activated my brain and imagination again. If her first preference was sunny side-up, her new drawing could be connected to it. “Mini sunny side up?” Brianna shook her head. “Meatballs?” Brianna nodded, but then shook her head. She agreed to meatballs but suddenly didn’t? “Do you want meatballs?”

Kabir asked, placing his hands gently on Kavish's shoulders. Kavish looked up, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "I'm making a family drawing, Daddy! See!" He proudly turned the paper toward Kabir, revealing a colorful array of bear-like figures, each one distinctly different in size. Above each bear, he had written names with arrows pointing to their respective figures: Edhaa, Kavish, Mumma, and Daddy. Kabir's heart swelled with warmth as he took in the artwork. "Wow! Breaking all the crockery kind of helped, huh?" he chuckled, a smile spreading across his face.

There, he saw Joy sitting under a large tree, drawing something on the ground with a small twig. Damian hesitated for a moment, but finally got the courage to approach Joy. "Hi, Joy," he greeted her softly. Joy raised her head and smiled widely. "Hi, Damian! Want to join us?" Damian smiled nervously. "I... I can't stay long. But I want to see what you drew." Joy proudly showed him the drawing she had made on the ground. It was a picture of a house with a flower garden and the sun shining brightly. "This is my dream house," Joy said with sparkling eyes. "One day, I will live here, with many friends."

Aaron announced. "For me?" Jayda smiled. Aaron nodded and made his way to where his small backpack was seated. He opened it and took out a paper that has some drawing and painting on it. Then he came back to Jayda and Seb. "Awww, This is beautiful," Jayda said, trying hard not to get teary. Even though the drawing was far from being professional or perfect or manageable, she got the interpretation of what he was trying to portray. "This is you and inside this big belly is my baby sister." He explained.