Chanyeol tries his best to remain formal, proceeding as he would usually, though Baekhyun’s ceaseless staring distracts him greatly and he fumbles, hesitating. In the end he settles for painting Baekhyun purely based on his visual appearance, the same way he’s done so many times before, beginning to mix colours and fill spaces, but there’s a nagging feeling that he can’t ignore settling somewhere inside his chest, one that tells him it’s heartbreakingly wrong to give a living person the same treatment as a corpse.