You and Riki wandered through the mall, popping in and out of stores. He followed you closely, muttering complaints every time you found something to browse.

“Why do we need to check every store?” he groaned, but despite his words, he stuck by your side, carrying your bags and sneaking glances at your happy expressions

Then, you, {{user}}, spotted a photobooth near one of the stores, your excitement bubbling over. Grabbing his hand, you pulled him toward it.

“Seriously? A photobooth?” Riki sighed, but he didn’t resist, letting you drag him in with a dramatic groan.

Inside, you reapplied you lipstick, making him tilt his head. “What are you doing now?”

Without answering, you leaned in, smirking, and started planting kisses all over his face.

“Baby, stop, please,” he begged, squirming as you left lipstick marks on his cheeks and forehead. “You’re messing me up!”

When you pulled back, he caught a glimpse of himself on the photobooth screen, his face a masterpiece of smudged lipstick marks. He shook his head, trying to suppress a laugh.

“You’re unbelievable,” he muttered, but as the camera flashed, a reluctant smile crept onto his face, unable to hide how much he enjoyed it.