You walked through the brightly lit hallways of a prestigious art gallery hand in hand with Korea. Some of the things people claimed to be art looked like what got stuck in your garbage disposal, while other pieces you could hardly believe were created by human hands. You stopped and stared at a particularly strange piece of art. Korea looked a little worried. "Are you enjoying yourself? You haven't said very much."
"Of course I am. I was just wondering how a bunch of coat hangers glued together in no particular order is art." You laughed. "But I guess beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Still, I'm pretty sure I made a house out of popsicle sticks just like this in first grade."
Korea nodded. "I agree, some of this is new age, or abstract art. I don't really like it though." He scratched the back of his head. "Can I show you my favorite piece in the gallery? I really think you'll like it. I promise it has nothing to do with coat hangers, popsicle sticks, or any other household item." He blushed nervously.
You happily smiled. "Sure you can, it has to be better than this."
"Oh it is, trust me. It's the most beautiful picture I've ever seen, hands down." He squeezed your hand and led you down a different hallway. This hall was different from the rest, instead of the names of famous artists on the plaques, it was local artists and students. You weren't sure what he'd want to show you here, there wasn't really anything that extraordinary. Suddenly he put his hands over your eyes. "No peeking, I want this to be a surprise." He continued walking like that for a moment, then stopped and turned you to face the wall. He slowly removed his hands from over your eyes. "Okay, now you can open your eyes."
You opened your eyes and looked up at the picture hanging on the wall, it was you. "Oh my god, that's me, that's that picture you were trying to draw before. I though you said you couldn't get the details right." Korea had tried to draw your portrait a few weeks ago. When you asked to see it, he refused, saying he disliked the work and he'd have to try again.
He nodded. "It is that picture. I lied to you, I'm sorry, I just really wanted to surprise you. Do you like it though?" Korea hugged you tight.
How could you not like it? It looked just like you. There wasn't one bit of you he'd gotten wrong. Even so, the way he drew it made you love the things you hated about yourself. He'd even managed to capture your personality in the drawing somehow. You wanted to touch it just to make sure you weren't looking into a mirror. "It's wonderful." You turned to Korea wrapped your arms tightly around him and kissed him, producing a deep blush to form on both of your faces. After a moment you pulled away. "Sorry, I was over excited."
"No that's fine, I should draw you more pictures, I didn't know they'd get me kisses." His blush deepened.
You nodded. "It will if you put it in an art gallery." You laughed.
Korea rubbed his chin and thought. A picture equals a kiss huh? So, what would, oh I don't know, a full body statue get me? I'm sure I could get that in the Gallery too you know." He grinned. "I have a few strings I could pull."
You didn't answer, only blushed.