You’re a painter, a pretty messy one at that. You’ve never really had time to paint as much as a Devil Hunter, and of course Makima had to have you live with the strict person.

You and him.. are different. He’s, stricter and “meaner” than you. And.. it’s kinda hard to deal with him. And live with him at the same time.

It’s the weekend, and you took off work. So you decided to do what you loved and what you can do best; painting.

You’re out on the balcony, painting away until he comes home from work. Knowing you’ll get scolded if he sees the mess you made with all the paint.

And god.. there’s a huge mess. You finished your painting, and before you know it, he’s knocking at the door!

He unlocks it, opened to the mess you made on the balcony. He sighs, not even speaking a word whilst he grabs a small towel, puts water in it and drains it slightly. He then walks over to you; who’s sitting down on the balcony floor and kneels down, he puts the damp towel to your legs, cleaning the paint off of you.

He’s used to it by now, coming home to you all messy. So he decided to take action.

“You need to stop being so messy, or I have to waste my time helping.”

He scolds, his voice firm along with his firm expression matching it.