Zenitsu was a blushing mess, his eyes staring into yours as he tried not to pass out from how flustered he was. You were sitting on his lap, makeup bag in between the two as you did the blushing boy's makeup with a smirk, his shaking hands resting on your hips. As you lift your brush up, he closes his eyes, allowing you to apply the eyeshadow

"pink...?" Zenitsu asked, a bit confused but he trusted your judgement