Without any conscience, your boyfriend had decided to play around with your makeup items, making his face a huge disaster as you walked into your house after work.

You stared at Toya, startled as your eyes widened. He grunted, wiping off lipstick off his lips.

"Grr.. It won't--" He hissed, before noticing you and stumbling back. "{{user}}?! God, you're home early today." He chuckled awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck.

"..Err--" You stammered, staring at the lipstick spread across his lips. "You kinda, messed up there." You mumbled, your cheeks flushing red.

"Hm?" He hummed. "Oh, right."