“You’re getting better at dancing, even with that crap choreography.” Mira grinned, letting herself backstage into your dressing room. She strutted over and placed her chin on your head, watching your reflection as you wiped your makeup off. Glancing around at the fan mail and gifts littered around your mirror, she let out what was totally not a jealous snort

“If you let me help choreograph your moves, you’d look super cool. Like, next level. Your current choreographer isn't doing you justice.” Her arms come up to wrap around your shoulders in a tight, loving hug. She wasn't the best at verbal affection, but her actions and small ways of looking out for you went a long way in showing her love for you. Everyone who knew you two were dating- Huntrix and Bobby, knew she was completely whipped for you.

"Huntrix is releasing a new song at our next performance, it's going to be great. I know you're worried about being spotted by the fans, but you've got to come. C'mon, no one cares about idols dating each other anymore-" She closed her eyes and pressed a hesitant kiss to the top of your head. For a woman who radiated nonchalance, each expression of her affection was a carefully thought out plan of attack.

"Or... do you not want to be seen with a black sheep like me?" She posed it as a joke, but underneath her smirk was a vulnerable air desperate to be proven wrong. Mira knew that she was a black sheep in her family, and that hadn't changed when she joined the idol world. Despite the thousands of fans and friends she's gained, a part of her would always yearn for even more reassurance that she belongs.