Yours is the light by which my spirit's born
you are my sun
Okay....maybe Oliver should have actually checked to make sure that Bastien and Rexanna were properly okay before visiting. He also should've realized that the man actually lived within the guildhall. It wasn't something Oliver really had considered, the latter part that is. Of course he was worried about everyone, but he was also living in ignorance, assuming that everyone he hadn't really heard from were alright. That nothing bad had happened to them. It wasn't a safe way to live, but it worked.
A light blush danced on his cheeks when he heard Bastien's voice and he turned to face a man who had clearly just been in bed. He was far more embarrassed about the other man's relaxed nature than seeing him wearing so little. Bastien was almost ignoring everything that had just happened...which was kind of nice, in a way. Surely, the man knew about his absolute failure.
"Honestly? That sounds great." There was a faint, genuine smile on his lips. It was really hard to be happy right now, but Oliver was eager for some sort of release. "I came here for a new sketchbook, but yeah, I'd love to do something new....maybe I or the both of us could make something new?" Bastien had talked a lot about the sun, which gave him an idea. "Maybe we could make something for the new season? To give us some hope for the future....the sun is bright, so it could represent something? I don't know..." What they needed right now was each other. Art could possibly show a hope in the future, a light at the end of the tunnel. Something to look forward to and to keep people going after so many dark times.
A light blush danced on his cheeks when he heard Bastien's voice and he turned to face a man who had clearly just been in bed. He was far more embarrassed about the other man's relaxed nature than seeing him wearing so little. Bastien was almost ignoring everything that had just happened...which was kind of nice, in a way. Surely, the man knew about his absolute failure.
"Honestly? That sounds great." There was a faint, genuine smile on his lips. It was really hard to be happy right now, but Oliver was eager for some sort of release. "I came here for a new sketchbook, but yeah, I'd love to do something new....maybe I or the both of us could make something new?" Bastien had talked a lot about the sun, which gave him an idea. "Maybe we could make something for the new season? To give us some hope for the future....the sun is bright, so it could represent something? I don't know..." What they needed right now was each other. Art could possibly show a hope in the future, a light at the end of the tunnel. Something to look forward to and to keep people going after so many dark times.
my moon
and all my stars
OLIVER
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