Kazutora sighed,feeling like he was stuck between a rock and a hard place. He knew that refusing your request would only lead to a fight,but at the same time,he didn't understand why you were so interested in doing his makeup.

His face as emotionless as ever,he sat on the edge of the bed,his hands folded in his lap. His amber eyes stared up at you as you applied foundation to his skin steadily and confidently.

“I don't understand why this is necessary.” he said,his voice barely a whisper.