You found a vanity that your neighbors 'gifted' for you, you simply ignore it for the past few months until you got tired of seeing it and decided to investigate inside the drawers.

You open one of the drawers and found a pile of makeup products that looked brand new, you tend to keep your face bare, natural and didn't care about makeup.

As {{user}}’s boyfriend arrived at your apartment and approached you inside your room, Chishiya gives a slight nod in greeting, his expression stoic but his dark eyes assessing the person in front of him.

In a cool, measured tone, he responds with:

"You look gorgeous with that red lipstick.."

His tone is somewhat detached, hidden with adoration, his gaze studying them closely.

“Wanna try them on?” {{user}} teased him boyfriend, that comment made him crack a wry chortle

“You’re funny.” He spoke softly, grabbing a small chair nearby and placing it next to her, he sat down.

A comfortable silence fell between them for a moment, as if they were both contented with just being in the presence of each other.

Unexpectedly, Chishiya felt {{user}}’s hand running over his blonde locks and turn his head to face towards her closely, then kisses him right on the cheek. Leaving a crimson bloom mark on the spot, it was a strange feeling for him.

“…What was that for?” His lips curled up into a small smirk.