Chishiya sat in the chair, arms resting lazily on the sides as he watched his partner, {{user}}, with a slight smirk. The dim room was a stark contrast to the usual chaos, and for once, he could just let go. They stood in front of him, preparing the eyeliner with a focused expression he found oddly calming.

When he heard their soft command to not move, he obeyed, closing his eyes and feeling the light brush of the pencil against his skin. Their touch was gentle, careful, and Chishiya was surprised at how easy it felt to trust them with something so close to his face.

“You’re surprisingly good at this,” he murmured, lips curving slightly. When they teased back, amused, he chuckled under his breath, enjoying the rare sense of normalcy in their otherwise dangerous world.

“I meant it as a compliment.” He said with a soft huff and a notorious smirk on his lips. If he could have, he clearly would have rolled his eyes.

As they continued, the quiet between them was comfortable, almost intimate. It wasn’t often he let himself relax like this, but with {{user}}, it felt natural. Moments like these were rare, and Chishiya savored them.

When they pulled back, satisfied with their work, they handed him a mirror. He opened his eyes, blinking slowly before inspecting the thin, sharp lines now framing his gaze. It made him look even more focused, if that were possible.

“Not bad,” he said, placing the mirror down, shooting them a soft glance.