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Mika entered his studio to drop the new painting supplies they just bought. The room was filled from the floor to the roof with hundreds of paintings of his one and only love, all with different dresses and clothes, some had a messy haired woman, some had an elegant ‘victorian’ lady. A big canvas stood at the center of the room, an unfinished sketch of the same lady on it.
Mika looked at it, expecting it to tell him how to continue, but obviously received no answer. Oh but they can’t get mad at her! They never would, even if she committed a horrible crime. He would forgive anything and everything, without a second thought.
Shu Itsuki is the most beautiful and magnificent woman to ever exist. The prettiest, smartest, most talented, capable, cutest and most angelic woman Mika had ever met, and he’s sure that even if he met all the other beings in the world, none would ever compare to Shu.
She was wonderful, thoughtful, sweet, gorgeous… They could go on and on for months, years, decades. Shu’s graceful self always managed to mesmerize Mika as if it was the first time they saw her. He remembers every word that comes out of her mouth, knows the exact amount of eyelashes on each of her eyes, knows her whole routine from memory. And why wouldn’t he? Isn’t Shu worth it? She is. Definitely, with no doubts.
She speaks in such a way that makes Mika feel giddy inside, she walks in such a way that makes their knees buckle, she could ramble for hours and hours and Mika wouldn’t stop looking at her, at her lips and perfect face and still concentrate in her explanations, no matter how ‘mundane’ they may be.
Everyone else doesn’t matter, theyre not fallen angels like his girlfriend is, and oh how much he loves to be able to call her that. So much! So so sooo much. Being loved by Shu Itsuki herself…! It just had no comparison!
‘Being praised by her’ might compete with ‘sleeping next to her’ in the first place of Mika’s list of all the things Shu does. Mika, a lowly dirty being, praised by her? A beautiful Valkyrie that came to this disgusting planet to save the beauties, praises them? Mika could feel himself becoming dizzy just thinking about it.
He looked at the painting of Shu he was making, and instantly got reminded that no art piece could ever represent the magnificent and powerful Shu Itsuki. He doesn’t know what else to gift her. It’s not her birthday or anything like that, they just want to see her smile. She always tells him she loves the art they make, the way they express himself, but she would also add something along the lines of “You could paint someone or something else, love.” Why would Mika do that? “You have such beautiful artstyle, why waste it with me?” Mika still doesn’t know what she meant by that. How modest can she be?
They grabbed their brush between their teeth, the sketch was done and all he had to do was paint, but how can he even begin to make her justice?! Her milky skin would not be portrayed perfectly on a canvas. Her silky soft pink hair wouldn’t either. Her oh so perfect features, perfect eyes, perfect cheeks, perfect lips. Mika always had this problem when painting, perhaps he should just start with the base colors, and when Shu comes back from running errands, they could have more inspiration while looking at her directly.
Red, yellow, green… he noticed his blue paint was almost empty, god… What would Shu say if she saw that Mika made no progress? Oh but she’s so so gentle, she will definitely deem it okay. Shu is so absurdly good with them! They’ll just wait until she’s back to ask her for advice, he should actually make some tea to accompany Shu’s croissants during tea time.
Mika rushed to the kitchen and turned on the tea kettle, they decided to make lemon tea and leave it resting for at least two minutes so it would have just enough flavor. He opened the fridge and took out a tray of cookies they baked yesterday while Shu was sewing a new breath-taking dress. He looked at the clock on the wall, oh god! Shu would arrive in any moment!
A knock at the door, and Mika ran to open it, “Oshi-san!! Yer back!” he hugged the surprised woman, getting a yelp out of her. “Kagehira! You’ll make me drop my bags!”
They chuckled, “Am sorry Oshi-san! Am jus’ very happy to see ya!! I’m makin’ tea fer ya.” Shu visibly lightened up at that, following Mika to the kitchen.
“Was yer day good?”
“Yeah… It was acceptable, if I remove the part where I couldn’t find fabric the exact red I wanted it, and the place was extremely crowded, very troublesome.”
Mika would definitely go out as soon as she feels sleepy to look for anything she needs- but she might want comfort and cuddles after having to deal with people. He’ll just go some other time then. “Anyways, how was your day? Did you make any progress? I’m eager to see it done.” They sighed, “Am sorry Oshi-san… I think am lackin’ inspiration. Couldja pose fer me?” Shu sipped her tea, arranging the spoon on the correct side, “Of course, it makes me happy to be your muse.”
“You should open a window, dear. The paint might affect your lungs.” She walked in, her steps completely confident, those steps that got Mika trembling from something different than fear. “Ahh… It is very beautiful, indeed. I see you’re using an angle you normally have trouble with! It’s very good to test one’s limits.” Shu sat at the stool next to the big canvas, waiting for Mika to move her so she could pose the exact way they wanted.
But Mika was so so lost in her beauty. The corners of his vision got blurry and their heart started beating fast, Shu is way too beautiful! He stumbled his way towards their girlfriend and with trembling hands, they arranged her arms and hands to look just the way the sketch does. Her skin is just as soft as he remembers, yet it amazes them every time they touch Shu. Today she dressed as elegant and modest as always, as beautiful as always. But of course, Shu isn’t just a pretty face, she’s extremely talented and intelligent and gentle, too. And Mika can’t deny that he also loves Shu’s nagging and loud side, it’s what made him fall in love.
He stepped back to the canvas and grabbed the plate he uses to mix paint. There’s no blue but they could work on shadows later, they start mixing red, white and a bit of yellow to make a pale pink color for Shu’s pretty hair. Base colors is the easiest part of the whole painting, undoubtedly, but they couldn’t get their hands to stop shaking. Shu is right there! She’s using those beautiful and sharp violet eyes to stare at him! He hurried up with the hair, using not much paint so he could still see the sketch.
Next is the skin, eyes and the clothes she’s wearing. Now he’ll just paint them completely red, but the real outfit is very detailed, with golden accents that hold red and dark blue gems, that same blue covering some parts of the upper part. The white pants make a good contrast of color, too. The shoulders make Shu look even more imponent, the fabric covering Shu’s back made it all look like a dress, accentuating her beautiful figure.
The hard angle Shu mentioned was really bothering Mika, but he knew that if he changed anything, it just wouldn’t be the same. There was Shu, kneeling in front of a mirror that reflected her burning gaze. Real Shu looked melancholic, just as Mika intended, while Mirror Shu had bright colors that resembled her smile. Shu was posing the way Mirror Shu was, it’s amazing how still and quiet she can get, just like one of her porcelain dolls! Truly, Shu is good no matter what role she picks, puppet or puppeteer, she’ll perform perfectly.
When Mika was done, they stretched making their back make a satisfying noise. He went back to Shu to hug her, whispering that she didn’t have to pose anymore. It took her a second to return Mika’s smile with a small one of her own, filling their heart with butterflies. “Thank ya sooo much, Oshi-san. Ya really helped me with this, am real glad. Yer so good at posin’!” he continued showering Shu with praises until her cheeks were bright red, only then did he decided to simply hug her again to cool her down.
“…W-well I’m glad I was of use to you, love. Do you need assistance with something else?” Mika was about to say “Yeah! I got a lotta stuff I need ya posin’ fer me to finish!” but he didn’t, Shu must be very tired, they’ll just take a nap with her. “Ngaah, not really! Uwa!! Oshi-san! Are those eyebags under yer beautiful eyes?! Ya gotta sleep!” Shu looked at herself in the hand mirror she, seems to, always carry.
“My… Maybe sleeping is necessary. Will you accompany me?“ Mika squirmed in his place “Of course!!!! Let’s go Oshi-san!“ a wide toothy grin plastered all over their face. Oh he might reconsider on what’s first on his list, getting to hold Shu and nuzzle close to her made Mika’s heart beat extremely fast to the point they worried their ribs might break. But they would never do that! Not if it meant being a problem to Shu.
Shu, with her pink and red nightgown and Mika, with their brain themed pajamas, got into the warm black bed they shared. Ohh Mika loves acting like a married couple with Shu so much. Someday it wouldn’t be just acting, he’s planned that ever since they started dating. But now he wants to concentrate in the needy Oshi-san next to them, craving to be comforted after having to be around people for nothing.
Mika hugs her tightly, making her face his chest so he can hug her neck. “Sweet dreams, Oshi-san.” he mumbles as he starts to drift into their own ones, obviously Shu-related. “Sleep well, Mika.”