What a creative title.
-I have no idea what to write please send me requests-
~Muggle AU, Artist!Sirius and Musician!Remus~
"What are you doing now?" Remus asks, leaning over his guitar to see Sirius with charcoal all over his hands, sitting next to him on the floor.
"I'm trying to draw this flower pot but it hates me." He says, blowing stray strands of his hair out of the way. He'd had it up in a bun, but it was slowly falling apart.
"How do you know the flower pot hates you?" Amused, Remus goes back to trying to play a B minor chord. When Sirius doesn't answer, Remus looks up again to find him hunched so far over his paper his nose was practically brushing the page. Sirius's fingers were entirely coated in smudged charcoal, and he was wearing the ripped, paint stained jeans he always wore when he was working. The black smears were already rubbing into the denim. "Pads?"
Sirius hums in acknowledgment, glancing once more at the terracotta pot in front of him before looking up at Remus. "Yeah?"
Remus smiles softly before shaking his head. "Nothing, never mind." He knows he does that too, when he gets so absorbed in his music that he tunes yes I made the pun : ) the whole world out and times flies by.
After a moment, Sirius groans and flops backward, wincing slightly at the lack of cushion the hardwood offers. "Curse this pot, I'm going back to that landscape I'm painting of James' and Lily's place."
"Giving up on the charcoal already?"
"Yes. It will not stop smudging I swear to Merlin- and it has no color! Whatsoever! I don't care if charcoal comes in every color of the rainbow, never again. Does charcoal come in different colors?" Sirius wonders, pausing his rant momentarily.
"Isn't colored charcoal just pastels?"
"No." Sirius says, pointing at Remus and waving his hands dramatically. "Well- I mean they're different but they're both fussy gits so."
Remus shrugs, accepting the answer without comment. "Take a break then, it's around tea time anyways."
Sirius hesitates, clearly wanting to skip to painting, but finally nods anyways. Remus smiles wider and places his guitar onto its stand before standing up and pulling Sirius with him.
This is so short I had no idea how to end it and I got stuck :/
I have the need to write something but no ideas on what to write ugh-
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