Paint Me Like One of Your French Girls

Professional art conservator Loki Laufeyson has been living a perfect, manicured routine that he's perfected for six years straight. Get up, get coffee, walk to the train, go to work, go home. And that was exactly how he liked it. Until his perfect was ruined by Thor Odinson, the new 'jack of all trades' artist who's moved into the studio next door. Suddenly, his peaceful mornings filled with half-caf nonfat caramel macchiatos and classical music are ruined by blasting music from Thor's studio, and his absolute solitude in everyday life is interrupted by Thor regularly walking through his studio, just to talk. Loki's completely overloaded with frustration, and perhaps just a bit of attraction caused by this blond rich boy, who seems determined to find and drag to the surface Loki's inner, individual artist that had been personally locked away more than half a decade ago.