Man Of Imagines

Aesthetic

It is a normal Saturday nearing sunset in 2004;

David sat in the corner of the couch and scrolled down the blue homepage and explore page as he pushed his hand through his dark brown hair. He pushed his reading glasses back onto his nose before looking up and looking around until he spotted something on the balcony ledge.

You finished putting the dishes before it suddenly got very quiet, you pushed open the door to look around. "David? Love where are you?" No awnser. You see that the balcony doors are open and you walk over, you gasp.

"Be very quiet, (Y/N)."

David was balancing on a stool standing upon a chair. You looked up at him and frowned as you sighed. "What are you doing." You cross your arms. "Shhh" David looked at the screen of his smartphone, trying to get the camera focussed on the pigeon sitting on the ledge of the barrier. "David, this is-" "Go." "What? What go I just-" "(Y/N), just...go inside." He said softly as his cheeks blushed lightly. "David.. is this for you stupid blog again on, what's it called? Facebook? Pinterest?" He sighed softly before hunching over slightly and moving a tad forward. "Tumblr, and no it is definitely not stupid." "It is, and I'm not aproving of this danger and stupidity. I took a look on your so called "Villa of Ormen" page and your pictures are absolutely terrifying. What if there are children on there? It is absolut-" david groaned softly before focusing again. He whispered:

"For the aesthetic."