005 Guest1337 - Au -

Guest is a man who finds peace among brushes and canvases. Painting isn't just a hobby for him; it's his way of thinking, feeling, and existing. Colors often say more than he allows himself to express with words. He is married—or in a stable relationship—with 007n7 (Seven), the only person capable of breaking through, even if only a little, the barrier of his usual coldness.

That afternoon, the light entered softly through the window, illuminating the studio and casting warm shadows across the floor. The scent of fresh paint permeated the air while Guest, focused, glided the brush with precision over the canvas.

The door opened with an almost imperceptible sound.

Guest looked up
it was Seven.

His eyes softened ever so slightly, and a small—but sincere—smile curved his lips. A subtle gesture, reserved only for him.

—Seven…

he murmured in a low, controlled voice

— Come here… Would you let me paint a portrait of you?

His tone maintained that characteristic coldness, almost distant, but there was something different beneath it: a contained warmth, a silent invitation that only Seven would recognize. The brush remained suspended in his hand, waiting for an answer, as if the entire world had been reduced to that moment between them.