"Don't move or I'm going to poke your eye."

Said your boyfriend, Scaramouche: who was now lining your eye while he had you on his lap.

•It all started because you were both bored in his apartment, you looking at your phone while Scara was on his own business. You suddenly decided to make a lame excuse to spend time with your boyfriend, asking him to do your eyeliner.

He simply nodded and now you were both like that, you being on your boyfriend's lap while you tried not to move.