Hehe thank you!!
Hehe thank you!!
I'm screaming I'M SCREAMINGGGG!!!!
Christ, youβre as thick as it gets
#rwrb #rwrbart
His love language is insults! π
Henry gets up, noting with pleasure and no small amount of amusement that he's significantly taller than Alex is. "Some things are more important than Big Ben. Want to get out of here?"
"Together?" Alex's eyelashes flutter.
Henry nods.
"Yeah, okay." Alex says, and he takes Henry's hand.
Alex drops his paintbrush and stands, wiping his hands on his jeans, the fabric of which clings to his thighs as lovingly as Henry wants to. "I'm done with this art jam thing."
Henry puts down his own paintbrush. "As it happens, so am I."
"You've literally only painted half of Big Ben."
Alex's eyes narrow. "Now I know that's bullshit."
Henry shakes his head. "No. Just thought I'd try my hand at a new skill. I like your... cat, by the way. It's very unique."
Alex scowls. "It's a horse."
"Ah. Of course."
"It has a mane."
"A lovely one, I must say."
Henry hides a smile. "Is that your way of asking if I come here often?"
Alex shrugs, but his cheeks redden. Henry's very endeared. Alex fidgets with his paintbrush, getting paint onto his jeans. "No. I mean. Yeah. I guess. Do you?"
"First time," Henry admits. "Never painted before."
The man moves his chair to shield his painting from Henry's gaze. "Hey. My eyes are up here."
Henry can't help but laugh. "Right. I'm Henry, by the way."
The man looks intrigued, like he didn't expect his very antagonistic flirting to work. "Alex. Are you a regular at these things?
"Was there a compliment in there somewhere?" Henry asks.
The man holds his hands up. "I'm just saying -- this isn't a competition."
"Oh, my mistake," Henry drawls, looking over at Alex's painting. He seems to have been painting a dog. Or a monkey. Maybe a car that toppled over.
The man tilts his head, brow furrowing. "Okay. Then you know this is just an art jam, right? You don't have to paint something worthy of, like, the Louvre."
Henry glances back at the canvas on which he's been painting the London cityscape based on a photo he took last year.
"Psst. Hey. You. Prince Charming."
Henry turns his head slowly to face the alarmingly handsome man sitting beside him. The man leans in, dark curls falling into his brown eyes, and Henry lifts a hand to point to himself. "Me?"
"Yeah. Are you an artist?"
Henry snorts. "Er, no. Definitely not."
Thank you so much for all your headcanons. About to crack my knuckles and get to work on these
The blinds remove themselves from the windows and obey
RWRW behind the scenes! And on Henry Foxβs birthday!! π₯Ήπ₯Ή
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LOVEEEEE! Is that why you were asking about the orange chocolate? That cake looks AMAZING
NO YOU CAN!!!
I like women -> women like to be treated like human beings -> maybe I should do the thing they like???
Do it for the women!!!
Awwww, I love the tweets that go with the pics! You picked them perfectly bahahah
Happy birthday, Henry. Youβre almost 30, which Alex is probably giving you shit for, but it only means youβve had one more year of joy, love, dog snuggles, hot sex, good wine and cheese, thought-provoking (but also smutty) books to read, and lounging around in bed eating sweets. We love you so much!
πππ I can so see this
This is so freaking cute
CUTEEEEEEEE (ALEX IS FUNNY OK!!!!)
OH HELLO
CUTE
I can so see this. Alex is a baby bro through and through
BAHAHAHA I'M A FAN
OH DAMN ALEX DOING WOODWORKING WHEW I'M SWEATING
I LOVE this! Need to read/write it now