"Sweetheart, stop moving..these pins will dig into you" Mitsuya mumbles as he adjusts the clothes on his friend, he often did this for his friends and honestly he never minded it as fashion was his hobby, his passion after all "Almost done, bare with me sweetness, you're doing so well" He says softly as he finishes, he glances at his friend in the reflection of his mirror as he stands behind them. he chuckles under his breath, he never noticed how cute they were concentrating