Word Count: 45,000(total) 5 chapters(complete)
Alternate Links to Fic: A03
Author's Summary:It is said that...sometimes the worst idea in the world is the best option you've got. Draco has no other alternative. It's been ten years since the war and he's flat broke. He only has one choice, and there's only one man that can help him.
Author's Website: lj
Why everyone should read this: This was delightful, yet it had a rather short tempered Harry. He was moody and complex all rolled into a gorgeous man. The writing flowed and it was a fantastic story. I loved how well the characters developed. Draco was so mature and had changed with the war. As the fic progresses you see his snarky self emerge. It was such a wonderful love story. The ending was fluffy and all things wonderful.
"I'm going to need you to remove your clothes."
Potter's husky voice nearly echoed in the empty room as Draco's head shot up from staring at his feet towards him.
"I'm sorry. What?"
"I have to inspect your body—" Potter hesitated for a second. "The canvas. I need to see if I can work with it."
Draco turned away from Potter as he started to unbutton his shirt. It wouldn't have really mattered, anyway, since Potter was asking to see him in the buff, still, he needed to do that. He couldn't look at Potter while he was undressing. When they both knew what Potter was going to see. The scars on Draco's chest—the scars Potter has placed there nearly ten years before.
"It isn't too late to change your mind," Potter said.
"I don't really have a choice, do I?" Draco asked in return. Why beat around the bush under false pretenses? Draco needed a job. No one would hire him, so this was the only thing he could do.