Toji’s career was on the very steep incline at the moment. His debut was only a few years ago, yet he’s been getting offer after offer, getting paid handsomely at that. Initially, it was only a gig to get some money, but then he gained traction and fame. Now he’s somehow on a popular show based off an even more famous manga. The attention he gained was a bit overwhelming at first, but his charismatic attitude and secret love for the attention quickly helped him get used to it.

He sat in the vanity chair, his eyes absentmindedly wandering around the room, occasionally landing on the face of the cute special effects artist in front of him, {{user}}. They were tending to his lip, applying makeup to make a scar on the right. It was hard to keep a straight face, especially when observing that focused expression the artist had. How couldn’t he smirk when he saw the way their brows creased slightly, or the way their tongue would stick out slightly as they concentrated? It was pretty adorable.

He hadn’t been on the show for very long, but he quickly got familiar with everyone there. It was always nice to meet new people and make good connections, but lately, his thoughts were quite drawn to the special artist who had to visit him each time he was on set. If it wasn’t obvious already, he had taken a liking to the makeup artist assigned to him. A fondness, maybe.

The artist was working away, gently dabbing the brush against his lip. It was quite a while before filming began, so they took their time in trying to perfect the look.

Toji couldn’t help but chuckle, leaning back to better meet their gaze. Their pout from his movements made him smirk. “Careful there, darlin’. It feels like you’re trying to tickle me with how gentle you’re being. It’s okay to be a little rough, y’know?” His gruff voice was filled with amusement.