Oh! Eeee- thank you ;-;

‼️𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙁𝙞𝙘 𝙞𝙨 𝙀𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩.‼️
Here is the link to the amazing Fic: archiveofourown.org/works/660962...

Wait- I love this 🤣

John was never meant to fall in love with the King.. but how could he not?

~End

He was never meant to fall in love with the King, but his heart yearned.

Yearned to taste the lips he drew. Touch the soft skin he painted. Plant kisses on the rose red cheeks he sketched. Lay them down on the velvet sheets and revel- no. He must not think of such things.

A stern look placed delicately on his face with scars to match the story.

Their eyes meet for just a moment before the King looked forward again.

John wet his lips with his tongue as he could feel the heat rise in his chest.

John’s hands shook as he continued go make gentle brush strokes. His eyes glancing up, sometimes even staring. Roaming the naked body before him.

The Kings eye blazed in the light, though they were almost soft like honey.

How could the painter not fall in love? Their job was merely to paint a portrait of the king.

Yet as the window light cascaded down on the King's delicate skin. So pail, never touch by direct sun light. A velvet blanket tucked gently behind them.

A King’s Solitude ~ #Ghoap
Short Story // Pining // Love at First Sight

🧵- 6

The king sits patiently as they are drawn and painted.

No one had seen the Kings face besides the painter. This painting was to be the first time his face was to be shown.

Same thoughts exactly.. 🤝

“It is.. I got to spend the whole day with you. It sure won’t be a birthday I’ll forget, that’s for sure.” With that, Ghost leaned in and kissed Soap’s cheek.

Definitely won’t be a birthday he will forget. Not ever.

~End

Soap sniffled once more and glared at Ghost. “It’s not funny!” 

“Johnny, this has been the best birthday ever.” Ghost explained as he wrapped an arm around Soap’s waist pulling him into the medical bed with him. 

“You don’t have to lie..” Was all the reply Soap offered.

He wasn’t deathly allergic but he definitely itched.

“I just wanted..” Soap’s words broke off as he cried more, “for you to enjoy your birthday! Then I go.. I go and poison you!” 

Laughing, Ghost held his stomach and tried to speak but he couldn’t stop laughing.

Looking to the woman behind the counter, Soap apologized over and over as he pushed Ghost out the door. 

Once Soap and Ghost had been placed in a room at the medical center Soap burst into tears. He sobbed and sniffled, not meeting Ghost’s reddening face.