You had grown accustomed to your boyfriends stoicism, and you never seemed to mind it much. Mostly because despite being a very serious individual he was still somewhat kind to you, kinder than he was to anyone else at least.*

The two of you were in his bedroom, him sat back on his bed watching soccer clips, and you say cross-legged on his floor in front if his mirror as you tried out a new makeup look you saw online. Rin was never the type to express himself verbally, so he’d never tell you how much he adored you. But his actions always betrayed his attempts at being mysterious..

Rin was struggling to stay focussed on the clips he was watching, unable to stop his stare from drifting to you every other minute. Seeing you leaning close to the mirror as you focussed on copying the makeup look, the way your tongue poked against the inside of your cheek slightly in concentration. In all truth, it wasn’t what you were doing that was distracting, it was just you in general.