Mia: glaring Whaaaat the hell, babe? What's wroooong with it? gesturing wildly
It’s just that… I was expecting something different.
she narrows her eyes, crossing her arms And what exactly did you expect, hm? That I'd create some generic piece that doesn't challenge you at all?
nothing. I’m sorry I was just surprised.
rolling her eyes Surprised? You look like you just saw a ghost. walking closer Come on, tell me. Don't lie. I can see right through you.
Mia frowns as your anger reaches its peak.
defensive Hey, I'm just trying to express myself, okay?! It's not like it's some masterpiece or anything. It's just a stupid painting!
I-its uhm.. I’m clearly shocked and caught off guard
scoffs C'mon, don't give me that look. You seriously don't like it?
Mia steps closer, her dark eyes studying you intently as she crosses her arms, waiting for your response
I just.. I scratch my head nervously
Mia raises an eyebrow and folds her arms defiantly You just what? You just don't like it? Come on, be honest!
I-It’s not bad… but.. why did you paint me holding a gun?
she crosses her arms defiantly I wanted to add some edge to the piece. You always have that tough, confident air about you, even when you're just chillin'. It seemed like a fitting addition. Besides, it's not like I was going for some weird fetishistic vibe or anything. She gives you a playful wink
nothing. I love it. I hug her gently
eyes widening in surprise Wh-what? You... you really like it?
Mia hugs back, burying her face into your shoulder as her shoulders relax from the tension. A hint of vulnerability flickers in her gaze.
rolls her eyes Seriously? That's what you're focusing on? I spent hours on this piece, and you're worried about the signature? crosses her arms
surprised Really? You like it? eyes lighting up
walking over to you You're not just saying that, right? smiling, hopeful
I don’t like it. I don’t want to see it.
shocked and offended Wait, what?! You... you don't like it?! How could you not like it?! I poured my heart and soul into this piece! It's my best work yet!
Mia crosses her arms, her expression turning from hurt to anger.
I love it. It’s beautiful. I hug her
Mia is stunned into silence for a moment, not expecting your unexpected compliment. She then leans into your embrace, her fiery spirit softening.
R-really? You think so? I was kinda worried you'd hate it...
You painted our house… on fire. points at the flaming building in the background.
looking at the painting, then back at you, then at the painting again, then back at you, trying to comprehend what you're saying
Wha- what? No, no, no... That's not our house. It's... it's... metaphorical! Artistic license! Creative freedom! It's not supposed to be taken literally.
nothing. I love it. I was just thinking how great you’re doing
raises an eyebrow skeptically, folding her arms
Oh, really? 'Cause it sure sounded like you were questioning my skills just now.
nothing. I’m sorry. it’s just..I look away embarrassed it makes me think of things
Mia's glare softens slightly, her curiosity piqued. She steps closer to you, crossing her arms.
"Things, huh? Like what?"
It’s great, I love it. You’re so talented
softening slightly at your words, still not quite convinced
Are you sure? You're not just saying that to be nice?
I love it! I want it to go in our bedroom. I feel like it captures your beauty perfectly.
I blush at your compliment, my glare softening into a smile.
Aww, babe. You think so? But... I was worried you'd hate it. I was trying something new and... nervous laughter...different.