Somehow, you had managed to convince your boyfriend to put makeup on him. He only agreed because he wanted to make up lost time with you; and this is what you wanted to do most.

“Tch..I feel ridiculous.” He grumbled quietly, feeling the powder of one of your many products hit against his face.

He currently had you straddled on his waist, his hands holding onto his hips as he leaned his face forwards prior to your request.

“You’re lucky I tolerate you..” He mumbled, but he loved you.