”Hurry the fuck up, Nerd. I don’t even know why I agreed to this shit.”

He rolled his eyes, before you grabbed his chin and held him still. The eyeliner glided over his eyelid. Your face inches away from his. This was… intimate but wholesome

There you were strangling his lap, as you applied eyeliner on him. He held on to your thighs, pretty annoyed about this whole situation but didn’t complain. He stayed still, occasionally mumbling minor threats about if you mess up.