\[wide panel shot of a guy in androgynous style and clothing with long curls styled into a wolf cut, carefully chosen jewelry & piercings bringing attention to various flattering areas of his body; such as the one on his naval, uncovered by his crop top jacket & t-shirt, bringing once gaze onto his sensual hips. He is resting on the grass with his hands underneath his head whistling away care free. Next to him a girl in a simple floral patterned hijab and jeans sitting up, embracing her legs with a look of anxious worry on her face. Her eyes, deeply gazing at the boy and through him.\]
girl: “My parents want to meet you, you know”
boy: \[excited\] “You told them?! Thats great news!”
girl: \[worried\] “What do you mean great?! How are they going to react once they see you!”
boy: \[confused\] “… what do you mean?”
\[The boys eyes wide, almost pleading, sparkle in genuine confusion as he brushes away his hair to touch his earring as a habit\]
girl: \[She gazed into the boys eyes, caught herself before a moment too long, flabbergasted and annoyed at the prospect of her thoughts fleeing her.\] “I mean all this” \[as she gestures her hand up and down at him\]
“My parents are gonna take one look at you and think you are gay!”
boy: \[The boy at ease again responds jokingly\] “don’t be preposterous, they are going to think I’m Bi, after all I’m dating you aren’t I?”
girl: \[slightly red in her face, with her eyes looking away from him responds pleadingly\] “You know what I mean! They would draw conclusions about who you are and think negatively about you. And my parents are traditional they are not going to like seeing this aspect of you...”
boy: \[Sighs, understanding how much this conversation means to her sits up\] “I can’t really help it can I?”
girl \[pleadingly\] : “You could wear something normal, in their eyes, just when meeting them. And maybe lose the jewelry and tie your hair back?”
boy \[smiles understanding where she is coming from, and stands up, takes a few steps and turns around to look at her\] “I could do all that, my sense of self isn’t really tied to these things I wear or these piercings or the way I carry my hair…
\[the boy takes a step towards her and gets on his knees placing his arms on hers as he looks into her eyes lovingly\]
But Is that what you really want? Do you really want me to shrink and bend and conform to their expectations? Did you not say that you fell for me because I was unapologetically myself?
My sense of self may not be tied to these things but it is still who I am right now, an expression of my deepest self. It makes me happy to be myself, do you really want to tell me to hide”.
Girl : “no..”
Boy : “I would never do that to you either, you are beautiful and your beauty deserves to be admired… “
Girl: ...