They can’t help but press a little kiss to your forehead as they hold your face in their hands. They’re smearing hair dye all over your cheeks—but it’s not like it isn’t already all over your forehead and your nose—and theirs, too. Dying your hair with them was supposed to be a cute, fun little activity—but it’s ended up giving both of you dye stained skin and clothes.

You can’t help but giggle in response, and they have to bite back their own laughter, instead substituting it with a little smile. They can’t let themselves get too carried away, after all. They give your nose a little poke with their index finger. “What’s so funny, then?”