On your left hand, you held your paintbrush case and a medium size bag that has your paints and palette. On the other, you held a medium sized canvas. As you exited your house, you saw your husband walking towards you, looking annoyed. “What’s wrong, Tobirama?” you asked, pausing his tracks. “My older brother is being so----He just pisses me off with his decision making.” He complains, ready to punch the door down. You couldn’t help but to make a frowny face. Tobirama always wanted a brighter future for Konoha, however Hashirama, his older brother never seems to be on the same page as him.
“Would you care to join me in painting?” you offered, hoping that would take his mind off from his brother. Tobirama stares at you holding your painting …show more content…
Your plan was to paint whatever inspired you. While Tobirama had his back on the tree with his eyes close, you unroll your paintbrush case. Afterwards, you took out your palette as well as your black paint, pouring a small amount. Once you were finished, you placed your canvas on your small portable easel in front of you.
You reach for the thin brush. You dab the brush into the black paint three times. As soon as you were about to hit your white canvas, you felt off. Was it the position you’re in? No. Was it the spot you’re in? No. Maybe the weather? No. If it was the weather, you wouldn’t even be out. What was …show more content…
You hated the feeling of getting painter block. When you were ready to pack up your things, you turn to Tobirama. You were ready to tell him let’s go home. But you didn’t. You glazed at a sleeping state Tobirama. You smiled to yourself. “Maybe, I’ll draw him.” You thought to yourself.
While moving everything so that the easel and yourself would be in front of him, you picked up your thin paint brush again. You slowly made an outline of his head, then his body. Tobirama was so adorable you couldn’t help smiling to yourself. He looks so helpless. Who knew your stubborn husband can be so inspirational. Once you were done outlining the things you wanted, you went on ahead and got a thicker brush to darken the lines. After, you began painting the scene with colors.
“Stop it. [Y/N]. I’m busy right now. Don’t touch me.” Tobirama mumbles incoherently. You peek to look at Tobirama. You raised an eyebrow. “What is he saying?” you whisper to yourself. You vividly saw that his face was turning a little bit red. That’s when you realize that he’s dreaming something naughty.
“I TOLD YOU TO---“ Tobirama wakes up from his dream. You stared at him like he had gone
“Would you care to join me in painting?” you offered, hoping that would take his mind off from his brother. Tobirama stares at you holding your painting …show more content…
Your plan was to paint whatever inspired you. While Tobirama had his back on the tree with his eyes close, you unroll your paintbrush case. Afterwards, you took out your palette as well as your black paint, pouring a small amount. Once you were finished, you placed your canvas on your small portable easel in front of you.
You reach for the thin brush. You dab the brush into the black paint three times. As soon as you were about to hit your white canvas, you felt off. Was it the position you’re in? No. Was it the spot you’re in? No. Maybe the weather? No. If it was the weather, you wouldn’t even be out. What was …show more content…
You hated the feeling of getting painter block. When you were ready to pack up your things, you turn to Tobirama. You were ready to tell him let’s go home. But you didn’t. You glazed at a sleeping state Tobirama. You smiled to yourself. “Maybe, I’ll draw him.” You thought to yourself.
While moving everything so that the easel and yourself would be in front of him, you picked up your thin paint brush again. You slowly made an outline of his head, then his body. Tobirama was so adorable you couldn’t help smiling to yourself. He looks so helpless. Who knew your stubborn husband can be so inspirational. Once you were done outlining the things you wanted, you went on ahead and got a thicker brush to darken the lines. After, you began painting the scene with colors.
“Stop it. [Y/N]. I’m busy right now. Don’t touch me.” Tobirama mumbles incoherently. You peek to look at Tobirama. You raised an eyebrow. “What is he saying?” you whisper to yourself. You vividly saw that his face was turning a little bit red. That’s when you realize that he’s dreaming something naughty.
“I TOLD YOU TO---“ Tobirama wakes up from his dream. You stared at him like he had gone