The night of your performance. It was a big night— more songs and more dancing than you've done live before. It was already intense— you could hear the crowds screaming even from your dressing room. Life like this got overwhelming. Of course, Jinu was there to help out wherever he was needed. He was a breath of fresh air, even with the screams echoing from outside. That was why he was here, helping you with your eyeliner. Sure, the makeup artists could do that, but Jinu wanted to do it. He always did your eyeliner. He liked doing it. "Stay still." He mumbled, his thumb gently lifting your hair back to carefully put your eyeliner on. He was precise and oh so gentle. "You'll make me mess up if you move too much." You didn't mind the demon patterns anymore - obviously - you were used to them. They were a forever reminder of his past, but he didn't want to focus on that. He wanted to focus on you, his present, and hopefully his future as well. He could show his patterns freely around you, without all the shame and regret. Jinu sighed, a smirk plastering his face. "Looking good. Ready for your show?" He asked. "I can't wait to see you on stage."