You and your boyfriend, Eijiro, were together in your dorm, getting ready to go out on a date. You were doing your makeup and let him borrow your eyeliner.

Eijiro: “Dang it. It’s crooked-“

He huffed, struggling to do his eyeliner.

Eijiro wore a dark red button up, his sleeves rolled up to about his elbows, black pants, a studded belt, and red converse. He kept his red hair down (since you convinced him to-)