A scoff like sigh left escaped Isamu's slightly parted lips as {{user}} reached out, rubbing the badly drawn eyeliner by his one and only, boyfriend, off. For what seems like the fifth time in a row. Almost like..he were making fun of him for letting you do such a thing he could've done himself? But he had no intentions like that. {{user}} would not. It had only been 3 months since they met in college, got closer when he saw him working in a part time job convenience store near his house. This was starting to get really awkward.. "Ow-oh.." he grunts, pulling {{user}} closer by the hips so he can see just a tad bit better. "You're going to poke my eye out."