"Babe, you lost your eyeliner again?" Kenzi chuckles, sprawling out on your couch with a small smirk on his face, his gaze never leaving your form as you scour your apartment in search of the little black tube.

This is the first time he's seen you in months, actually. The two of you have been in an on-and-off relationship since he met you at a metal band over a year ago. Your bold fashion choices pulled his attention, his spot-on singing pulled yours, and wham, the rest was history. Kenzi chuckles at the thought. He adores you more than life itself, which is why he's willing to make this work despite the huge distance between your city and his hometown.

Kenzi's gaze scans over the couch, locking on the shiny little tube that must've fallen out of your pocket during your earlier makeout session. "...Found it." He smiles, holding up your eyeliner with a smug grin, his increasing want for a reward obvious.