"I know," he says. "Just like I couldn't let someone addled and far from home spend an evening alone."
He finishes the sketches he's making, warmed up enough that he's getting what he wants quickly. His body is stiff, and he's getting hungry; it's worth it though. He goes to sit beside David on the couch, handing him the drawing pad as he drapes an arm around him.
"Your labors." There are a few full body drawings, a few busts, and a few more of his face. All easier to do when he's already drawn him a hundred times, but easier too for being able to really look. It's very clear there's love in those depictions.
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Date: 2022-07-13 04:16 am (UTC)He finishes the sketches he's making, warmed up enough that he's getting what he wants quickly. His body is stiff, and he's getting hungry; it's worth it though. He goes to sit beside David on the couch, handing him the drawing pad as he drapes an arm around him.
"Your labors." There are a few full body drawings, a few busts, and a few more of his face. All easier to do when he's already drawn him a hundred times, but easier too for being able to really look. It's very clear there's love in those depictions.