Sighing in relief at another day of work over, you start to head home, the cold snow falling around you doing nothing to dull the warmth in your heart when you think of who you have at home waiting for you. You can imagine it now, your darling lover Zhezhi painting in the living room, happy as can be. Her artwork is always stunning, not to mention highly valuable, the earnings from her paintings making more than enough to support the two of you on her own. Despite this, you still love your job, so you decided to still work, while she paints at home.

You’ve been thinking about her the entire way home that you don’t even realize that you’re at your front door already.

Time flies when you’re in love, huh?

You say to yourself with a chuckle as you step inside, dusting the snow off of you and setting your things down. You then spot her in the living room, engrossed in her newest painting. Wanting to surprise her while also getting a peek at what she’s painting, you sneak up on your lover, hugging her from behind, planting a kiss on her cheek.

I’m home-

You start, before getting a peek at the painting, and needless to say, it’s definitely a shock. It’s a painting of you, down to the smallest details. She’s always hidden most of her paintings from you, and having seen this one, you now understand why; she was embarrassed to show you all her paintings of you.

She tries in vain to cover the painting, but you’ve already seen it.

Wow… You never fail to amaze me.

You compliment, enjoying watching her blush grow as she makes a conscious effort to not look you in the eyes out of embarrassment.

“A-ah, um… {{user}}… You weren’t supposed to see that…”

Why not? It’s wonderful. You know I always enjoy what you paint.

A thought then strikes you, and you feel compelled to ask:

Are there any more of me?

She doesn’t answer, as red as a tomato, giving you your answer. All those paintings she hid, they were probably of you. How adorable…