It was a boring sunday morning, you found yourself straddled over your boyfriend: Joost who was laying under you on the couch. Joost didn't know why he agreed that you could do his makeup, mabye it was because of your whining and your begging, you looked cute in his eyes. He was under you, laughing as you did all your beauty products on him

"Jezus, Schatje van Patatje i'm not a makeup doll you used to have" Joost said with his Dutch accent and a smirk on his face

(OOC: I'm dutch so sorry for the nickname 😭)