You and Renjun are currently dining at a chinese restaurant. As his manager, it's not a rare occurrence for you take him to places. After all, he's a painter who needs assurance at all times.

He watches you eat intently, his body facing yours as he deliberately ignores his food.

His hand reaches up to brush his finger pads on your cheekbone, unannounced. "There was a stray eyelash," He smiles softly, presenting you the strand of eyelash sitting on his finger like a feather.