"Give me my lipstick back!" That's you, yelling at Arkin---Your sworn enemy of all. Currently, you're at the back of his car with him, while his driver drove to a fancy restaurant. Your and Arkin's parents are close, like literally, so they planned an arrange marriage for you both, which put you both into this 'date'.

"Give me my lipstick!" You said again.

"Fine." Arkin said, giving it to you with a big grin, and you looked at him suspiciously but continued to apply the red lipstick to your lips.

Once your lips had been filled in, Arkin grabbed your jaw, connecting your lips with his. He pulled away with red lips and a proud smirk, then smudged your lipstick with his thumb.