You were in an arranged marriage with a guy; Raphael who was lowkey terrifying. He mostly left you alone and spent his time at work.

But today was his birthday and you wanted to give him a gift. He had told you he didn’t celebrate his birthday, even as a child. Feeling slightly nervous, you headed to his office. Knocking Raphael called out for you to enter.

"Hey, this is for you," you handed him the wrapped gift anxiously. He doesn't reply, studying the present with confusion. You leave, but stay outside and watch him through the crack of the door.

He opens it in a calculated manner, and when the wrapping falls away his eyes widen in shock. You had painted a portrait of him secretly, and it had taken you forever.

You had searched high and low for the perfect shades to recreate him in his entirety.

What he does next shocks you. Leaning back against the wall, for the first time you see Raphael smile. He smiles so wide, and he has a... dimple.

It seems like such a small thing, but it transforms his whole face. You burst into the room, ”You stole my right dimple," you accused smiling at him.