Bloom
By discoverthedark
By discoverthedark
Jaidev watched her fluid movements as he approached. Her lean frame filled his view. She was painting something, but his eyes were only on her and her movements. Vivian was focused on her work, seemingly unaware of his presence. Trying not to startle her, he leaned his side gently against her to let her know he was there. Their fur brushed together, and Jaidev found himself instantly filled with warmth. He waited to see if she was okay with him sitting close by as she worked on her art. After a moment she leaned into him and Jaidev relaxed. He lay, half wrapped around her as she worked, watching her. The picture on the original white canvas was unclear to Jaidev, but he was sure she knew what she was doing.
They stayed there for a while. Just enjoying eachother’s company and warmth. Jaidev could have fallen asleep, he was perfectly content. A little nudge from Vivian, and his eyes snapped open.
“It’s done.”
Jaidev lifted his head to get a better view of the image she had painted. The canvas was completely covered in color; the golden fields vibrant under the light of the of the sinking sun. He found the detailed plants his favorite part of the painting. His face lifted in a smile and he nuzzled her neck. She leaned into his touch and breathed a sigh of contentment. They stayed curled close together until the world around them became identical to the image drying on the once white canvas. The fields before them, painted gold, swayed with the warm breeze, and at a glance Jaidev was sure the painting had mimicked the movement.
They stayed there for a while. Just enjoying eachother’s company and warmth. Jaidev could have fallen asleep, he was perfectly content. A little nudge from Vivian, and his eyes snapped open.
“It’s done.”
Jaidev lifted his head to get a better view of the image she had painted. The canvas was completely covered in color; the golden fields vibrant under the light of the of the sinking sun. He found the detailed plants his favorite part of the painting. His face lifted in a smile and he nuzzled her neck. She leaned into his touch and breathed a sigh of contentment. They stayed curled close together until the world around them became identical to the image drying on the once white canvas. The fields before them, painted gold, swayed with the warm breeze, and at a glance Jaidev was sure the painting had mimicked the movement.