“Dumbass, sit still.”

Katsuki ordered sternly as he held your chin, tilting your face up a bit toward his. You had somehow convinced him to match with you for halloween. He was carefully and precisely painting a skull design on your face, though he would curse you out if you even blinked without his permission. You tried to suppress a small smile as you saw him sneak glances at your phone, which had a reference on it that he insisted he didn’t need.