When I came across this adorable 1883 house in Saint Paul, Minnesota, I fell in love with the sunflower painting. And, the 3bd, 3ba home was priced at $360K. It's been reno'd, but it's so unusual that I'm on the fence about it. I don't hate it. What do you think?
I mean, it's simple, clean, and not technically white. It's a blank slate for the new owner.
I find this interesting. They took that section of wall and cleverly made it into a fireplace and TV wall. That's unique.
They faced seating toward it and opened it to the kitchen, making an open concept family room/kitchen.
The kitchen's very nice, I like the floor, the color of the cabinets, and the cook stove in the middle with an attractive hood.
The renovated bath has a nice pedestal sing and a large shower.
Cute children's bedroom. It can be taken down if you don't have kids, but it's so cute.
They took the time to add architectural interest like the beams, spiral stairs and loft. This is actually the primary suite.
Very nice full bath here, also.
The sleep loft is brand new, cozy, and also has the small room and bath below, which makes it the primary suite.
These are the hall stairs to the 2nd floor.
The bedroom is large and has a bath that is shared with the room across the way. There's a privacy screen shielding the bath.
Very pretty.
3rd bedroom across the hall.
This is just so beautiful.
The yard has a pretty fence and gate that opens to a tiered patio.
https://www.realtor.com/realestateandhomes-detail/87-King-St-E_Saint-Paul_MN_55107_M84399-53088
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john price helping you renovate the house you just bought--he insists on helping you, whenever the two of you aren't deployed.
(hcs + drabble, f!reader, mild 18+)
he knows the whole thing would go faster if he just invited the lads, but he wants the alone time with you even if he won't admit it. if you offer to ask them along too, he just assures you that you can handle it between the two of you.)
thrives when you ask for his input on decorating the place, and he loves when you ask him to tag along to stores with you. he makes sure the DIY store guys don't underestimate you, ensures all the bathroom fittings will actually fit, gives you the best opinions on the paints you pick. never corrects any of the store owners when they assume you're a couple.
puts on an extra show when destroying or ripping down things. when you ask him to help you take down one of the false walls, he goes out of his way to let out extra little grunts and groans of effort, and flexes because he knows you're watching (and he hopes you're enjoying the show.)
takes off his shirt to wipe the sweat off of his neck and face, doesn't bother putting it back on, leaving his hairy chest bare and the room full of the scent of his musk. a part of you secretly wishes he'd forget and leave it behind one day.
he catches you staring and smirking when he tucks a pencil behind his ear and looks like dad, gives you a wink. (and you definitely don't think about what it would be like if he knocked you up, and you were doing this all over again to decorate your kids nursery.)
as things come together, your mind starts to drift to what it would be like to christen even room in the house with john--fucking on the kitchen island, in the garden, by the fireplace, in the bedrooms.
tries to do everything he can so you don't have to spend over the odds on tradesmen, or deal with strange men in your house, but he decides to leave the electrics alone after he gives himself a mild shock and you almost cry with worry.
the two of you spend many a late night together, sat on a blanket eating pizza and drinking, with only each other's conversation for company--making memories you both treasure.
"Probably should've put my shirt back on, I'm absolutely covered." John laughs, taking a glance down at his paint-splattered, sweat-sheened chest.
Your eyes follow his, feeling like this is an invitation to stare uninhibited for once. The two of you have been painting for a while already, the room is insufferably hot in the summer even with the windows open--hence why John is taunting you with his figure.
"You look like you've been down the pit." You gesture at the black specks littering his skin, and the smears all over his hands, his jeans, everywhere. John is sheer finesse in everything he does, besides painting and decorating, apparently. "But I'm not complaining about the shirtlessness."
The tension between the two of you has been escalating, and you feel brave enough to flirt just a little. From the smirk on John's face, he clearly doesn't have an issue with it.
"Is that right?" He raises a brow, pausing his painting to turn to you with a burning, heavy look.
Under the intensity of his gaze, you try to play it off just a little, because holy shit, he looks like he's going to eat you alive right now. "Every woman's dream, drooling over a shirtless tradie." You shrug, showing a pretense of apathy.
John now sets down his roller, his hands slipping into the back pockets of his jeans as he seems to be proudly displaying himself--his broad shoulders, rounded pecs and sculpted stomach that is the perfect mix of muscle and fat.
You have to try not to openly drool as your eyes move down his happy trail. "Is that why you asked me to help?"
"Asked you!?" You gasp, completely taken aback. "John, you insisted!"
"You shouldn't be doing all this on your own, love." His posture relaxes as his smile turns earnest.
You can't help but shake your head, thinking about how you could've had Gaz, Soap, and Ghost helping here too. "We could've had an army, literally."
"Getting by fine just the two of us, aren't we?"
"I don't know." You take a step forward as you notice a glob of black paint on John's face. "Your beard is covered too, by the way."
Your hand finds its way to John's face with ease, forgetting any hesitation you should have about getting tactile with the man you have a forbidden attraction to. Instinct causes you to try and swipe the paint away, but your hands are already covered too.
"Fuck." The paint is smeared over more of him than before--a black handprint on his neck where you'd held him still while you fussed.
"What?" His forehead wrinkles, and you can feel his eyes on you as you try to make it better, but fail.
"Made it worse..." You admit.
John only chuckles, his own paint covered hands finding their way to your cheeks, smearing you with matching globs of tar black.
His heated gaze is closer, his eyes flickering to your lips for a brief moment before he leans in and presses his to yours.
It's searing, but over in a flash, as John's grin turns wicked and you try to continue standing upright. You're not sure if he's more pleased at the kiss, or the fact that his beard has covered you in even more stains of paint.
"Sorry." He mutters, yet he doesn't seem sorry in the slightest. His hands don't leave your face, and he leans in for another peck as he mumbles against your lips. "Only fair, love."
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Beautiful 1900 San Francisco, CA Victorian has been completely renovated and yes, it's white. It's move-in ready and awaiting the buyer's personal touch, but it has so many magnificent features that they offset the white. 4bds, 2ba, $2,499,888.
Not sure if these are actually original stained glass windows b/c the design is modern.
There's just a small entrance foyer.
To go directly upstairs, the door opens to another hall with original stair railings and moldings.
Or turn into the magnificent sitting room to the right. The theme of this home is gold and white. What a fireplace. And, the ceiling complements it.
I've seen gorgeous fireplaces in Victorians, but never anything like this.
The crown molding has tile. I don't think I've ever seen that before.
The beautiful white & gold dining room and it's jewel-like ceiling detail.
The kitchen is simple to an extreme. I'm a little disappointed in it.
Down the hall is a cute little desk area and a beautiful architectural feature with a view of the 2nd fl. balcony.
Completely renovated bath makes the most of a small space.
Open, spacious 2nd fl. landing has a wonderful sky blue ceiling.
The large primary bedroom has a lovely pale blue ceiling and fireplace.
Interesting bath. What is the thing that the plant is in. That's not the sink is it, b/c there doesn't appear to be one.
This small room makes a nice office.
And, there's a kitchenette up here, too.
Cute back room and stairs to the garden.
The yard is a fairly good size and features a patio and garden. 3,438 sq. ft. lot.
https://www.trulia.com/home/1358-fell-st-san-francisco-ca-94117-15086134
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