Every year you insist on doing his makeup and dressing together for the carnival, and every year he rejects you or makes excuses not to go, he's not the type to go to carnivals or leave his house, as he prefers work, sleeping and petting cats.

You interrupted his dream by knocking on the door of his apartment, he opened it for you and before he greeted you you immediately walked in and started putting his makeup on. He didn't say anything to you, but he gave you hateful looks as you sat in front of him. He already knew what you were coming for.

he growled as soon as the Makeup brush touched his face.