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"You make me happy," he replied quietly. "I've... I've never been as happy as I am when I'm with you."
She wrapped an arm around his waist. "We're artists!"
He kissed her head, his whole body trembling. "I don't know what to do," he replied, his voice soft. "I don't know how to solve this."
She had paint smeared across her face and clothes, but she looked incredibly excited. "This is amazing."
"No, my darling," he said, sounding like he was about to start crying himself. He tried to pull her to him, his hands shaking as tears spilled...
(Zoop to finished?)
"I think it's for your own good," he told her uncertainly, wiping away her tears gently.
She laughed before beginning to paint. "Let's just do it."
He frowned, rubbing her back gently. "Here, just... Let's... let's go to bed, okay? We'll talk about it when I'm not drunk."
"Okay," she agreed with a nod. "What about the grey for the shadows?"
He looked over at her suddenly, his brows furrowing as he came over to her, cupping her jaw gently. "Don't cry, Fleur, please don't cry."
"This is going to be so great," she mused. "We should do the blue coat first, right? Wait for it to dry before adding the white?"
His lower lip trembled and he leaned back against the counter, folding his arms protectively. "You don't know him, Fleur," he said quietly, his...
She grinned before going and pouring the blue paint into a pan, grabbing a roller.
He laughed dryly, turning to look at her as he reached for the bottle. "Aren't I?" he asked quietly. "Alyona was smart, Fleur. She left him...
She laughed, reaching out and cupping his jaw. "Perfect."
He stood up, pushing in his chair and going over to the kitchen counter, where an open bottle waited for him. "I've been thinking a lot, " he...
"Eve did a lot of stuff," she agreed, her hand coming up to rub the scar on her neck hesitantly. "But this is beside the point. Let me see your...
He looked over at her, tucking her brown hair behind her ear, his eyes soft despite the clouds that seemed to be obscuring his vision. "No. I...
"I gave Charlie a black eye, Abel," she said seriously. "That's severe. I got in a lot of trouble for that."
