You and Charles had gotten ready to go on a double date with Max and his girlfriend.

You were running late, strolling over to the mirror in the bedroom and pulling out some lipstick, applying it.

You accidentally smudged some lipstick, having rushed it. A hand crept up behind you, sliding up your shoulder, then your neck, a soft thumb slowly wiping away the mark.

You turned around, chuckling as you were met with Charles’ gorgeous face, which happened to be covered in lipstick stains.