Love, paint, pain and trouble
I was so honoured that @savvyblunders​ agreed to read it and help me out! Thank you darling!! ( I will keep thanking you.)
“Who is your model?”
“You, silly.” Greg wrapped his arms around him, resting his chin on Mycroft’s shoulder, “See, the freckles on your back…thighs. Your perfectly shaped body…this was inspired by your eyes…the changing colours; like the sky. Your hair…smile…You are in all of them…each and every one of them.”
“Me?” he whispered.
“You, always you,” he kissed Mycroft tenderly behind his ear.
The second World War ended, life is getting back to normal in Paris, but not for Greg the young thief. One fatefull night he had tried to relieve a ginger English man of his wallet, but what followed was something none of them anticipated.
Mycroft's work regularly makes him visit Paris, not that he minds, because Gregory Lestrade the handsom and talented painter, formerly thief, is waiting for him there. Giving him all the comfort and love he is so deprived of.
Greg had wished for more than just a few days of happiness with his lover, but not the way his wish came true.
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