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#and bam the idea that Leah painted Haley while she is in the forest taking pictures
sleepydew-valley · 4 years
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Capturing your beauty
Haley x Leah 
Haley often went to the forest to perfect her photographing skills. She felt the valley offered little to no new interesting places, but the forest was the best landscape for her photographic endeavors as it changed the most with each season and had many different elements to explore, such as the lake, the river, the cliffs, the flowers, the trees and recently Haley had found herself taking photos of the artist hut near the entrance of the forest. It didn’t look particularly pretty, but it fit in pretty perfectly with the rest of the landscape.
Today she noticed Leah was outside her hut with an easel and canvas. Haley could only see the backside of the canvas and the easel was pointed towards the area where Haley was standing. She could only assume Leah was painting the frame which was she standing in at the moment. At least she kept looking towards Haley and then went back to painting. 
Haley glanced at her surroundings and understood perfectly why Leah wanted to paint this picture. Even though Haley had captured many moments in the forest, each picture was always a little bit different. Today the sky was a bright peach color and the lighting fell perfectly on the autumn trees. She smiled and captured a photo with her camera.
Soon she tired out of photographing her surroundings and decided it was time to head home. As she walked towards her house, she noticed the easel and canvas stood alone. The curious part of her told her to sneak a peek while Leah wasn’t there anyway.
She walked up to the canvas. Leah had made rough paint strokes and she wasn’t detailed in her capture of the forest. But it seemed to be a deliberate choice, to draw the viewer into the center of the painting where a lone figure stood with much more intricate details to it. It wouldn’t be presumptuous for Haley to think it was her, seeing as the figure was clearly holding a camera and wearing the same colored clothes as her. The figure also had her perfectly curly long blonde hair. Haley looked to the top of the painting and noticed the beginning of a small white line. It seemed Leah intended to make it from the perspective of a viewfinder. She was tempted to touch it, but new the paint probably still hadn’t dried and she wasn’t about to ruin Leah’s painting.
“Hey.”
Haley jumped at the voice. She almost knocked over the easel but was quick to grab it before it fell down. Her eyes widened when she realized she was holding the sides and had probably smeared the painting. Luckily though it had only stained her hands, but the painting itself was fine. 
She turned around and saw Leah coming towards her with a paint filled palette in one hand and paint brushes in the other hand. She was smiling widely at Haley, clearly happy to see her here and also slightly amused at Haley’s clumsy accident.
“That’s me,” Haley said, brushing off the embarrassment she felt from being caught like that, and pointed towards the figure on the canvas, “right there, that’s me.”
Leah nodded and walked up to the easel. She put down the brushes and palette down next to glass of water on the small table next to the easel. 
“I’ve seen you here many times, taking pictures in different parts of the forest.” Leah said. “when I saw you today I was so inspired to paint you, I couldn’t help myself.”
Haley looked back at the painting. It was beautiful. It would probably be too much to ask if she could have it. After all it seemed like Leah had put a lot of work into it. She wondered though what Leah was planning on doing with it.
“Do you not like it?” Leah asked hesitantly, “I can throw it away if you want me to.”
“No!” She yelled and then caught herself. She felt her cheeks reddening and thanked Yoba it was getting darker outside. She cleared her throat. “I mean it’s fine. You can paint whatever you want.”
She turned around and started to walk towards her home again but stopped when she heard Leah calling after her.
“Uhm since you’re here, I was wondering if it was okay if I maybe painted a portrait of you?”
“Huh?”
“I mean not now, of course. I was just wondering if someday I could do it. You would have to model for it, but I promise to be quick about it, as least as fast as I can. I just the outline and then you’re free to move once I have to do the coloring and shading and final details.” Leah said.
“But why?”
Leah straightened her back and her smile grew wider. “because your face is perfect for painting and I have wanted to paint it since I came to town.”
Haley wasn’t sure what modeling entailed for this portrait but she knew she would have to sit still and it would probably take a long time if Leah was going after realism. It didn’t sound too exciting to spend hours sitting still, but at the same time she also wanted to see how Leah would capture her in a painting and there was a part of that was excited at the prospect of watching Leah’s intense expression when she was painting up close.
“Sure. Fine. Whatever. You can paint my portrait some day.”
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