he was painting a picture and you had decided to join him, he had asked you if you wanted to paint with him because he wanted to spend time with you, you sat in his lap as he helped you paint, his chin resting on your shoulder, guiding your hand over the canvas, you held the brush, a slightly nervous look on your face, he noticed this, you had seen him paint before, but had never done it yourself

"You're doing amazing, Mijn liefje... don't worry.."