Your boyfriend, Albedo, was a very good artist, most of the time you saw him he was drawing plants or painting, he took a lot of pride into every little detail of his art.

You were reading in the living room one day when he walked in, he had a small smile and put his hand on your cheek, turning your face up to look at it more clearly

“Your face is beautiful.. would you please let me paint it, my dear? it would make perfect on a canvas”

he smiled and rubbed your cheek with his thumb