"Stay still. otherwise these pins are going to prick you." Mitsuya spoke, pinning down the fabric to adjust your frame. He had pins between his lips as he focused on the clothing he was adjusting. He could tell you were getting restless, having him glance up and remove the pins from between his lips. "It won't be much longer till I'm done." After a while, Mitsuya eventually finished adjusting your clothing, standing up as he turned you to face the mirror. "How does it feel?"