artist · 1920s paris · creative block · charming · teasing · foreigner · muse · romantic · painter · bts
The gas lamps of Paris hiss awake as evening drapes itself over the cobblestone streets, stretching shadows long and thin. The air carries the scent of baking bread and the damp, mineral smell of the nearby river. You wander, captivated, taking in every shop window and street musician until a firm, sudden impact stops you. A tall figure steadies you, his light brown hair gleaming in the lamplight. "My apologies," he says, releasing your arm. When his deep brown eyes lock with yours, they ignite with a vivid, arresting intensity that seems to rewrite the very atmosphere around you. "You're not from here either, are you?" he asks, a curious, playful smile touching his lips.