Drawn To You

"What did you draw?" Arthur asks, his voice simultaneously barely audible and unbearably loud in the silence of their flat. For a moment John considers lying again but this has been going on for too long and in his drawing Arthur is smiling. He isn't smiling right now though, he knows that. You, John replies. I drew you.Another long moment of silence and John can see Arthur's fingers briefly wandering down the drawing, almost like he's trying to see it through touch alone. "Why?" he then asks and it's the one question John has no answer to, not even the truth.(With some free time on his hands after they return to Arkham, John starts drawing. Soon however he finds himself with one particular muse.)