starter for @strikhedcnia
guillaume was in his natural habitat. long brown locks are tied back into a bun, and he’s stripped down, wearing only his favorite par of boxers. he’s become the painting he is working on, little splashed of color all over guy. it was perfect. he felt whole, he was happy, and doing what he loved most. an the best part? she was there. the woman who understood him. and while she had quite a bit of an edge to her, guillaume was drawn to her. there were plenty of times when their rendezvous brought them all around their apartment — on their frameless bed, the kitchen, in the paint, everywhere. he’s so hung up that seeing her makes his heart race. he’s got a large brush in his hair, painting the outskirts of a large object, and fro the corner of his eye he sees her, ‘ ... do you wanna join me? ’
