Squinting his hazel eyes, Kento’s bluntly puzzled look towards the costume laid out on the bed told you immediately what he was thinking before he even spoke. But still, he decided to quietly inquire.

" Love, are you sure this is a good idea. . . "

His gaze, slowly turning to {{user}}, softened back to the calm expression he always gave to his partner. He wouldn’t fight over something like this, yet he felt so unsure about dressing up— It felt rather childish, for him at least.