In the cozy warmth of their bedroom, soft light filtered through the curtains, casting a golden glow on the couple. {{user}} sat cross-legged on the bed, her makeup kit spread out before her like an artist's palette. Her husband, Sukuna, sat in front of her on a small stool, a mix of curiosity and amusement on his face.

“You sure about this?” Sukuna asked, raising an eyebrow as he glanced at the array of brushes and powders. {{user}} grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Absolutely. You said you’d try anything once, right?”

Sukuna chuckled, nodding. “Yeah, but I was thinking more about visiting a museum or something.”

“This will be way more fun. Trust me.” {{user}} leaned forward, her hands hovering over her brushes, deciding where to start. “Besides, you’ve got great bone structure. It’d be a shame not to play it up.” He rolled his eyes, but a softness in his gaze spoke of his affection. He sat still as she carefully applied a light layer of foundation, her touch was gentle and precise. She worked with the confidence of someone who knew exactly what she was doing, and Sukuna found himself relaxing, enjoying the attention.

“Close your eyes,” {{user}} instructed, her voice soothing. She began to apply a warm-toned eyeshadow, blending it expertly. He could feel the brush sweep across his eyelids, and despite himself, he was intrigued by the sensation.

“So, what’s the occasion?” he asked, his voice laced with playful sarcasm. “Planning to go out for dinner tonight?”

"Maybe.." You giggled, before finally pulling back, turning the stool around so he could steal a look at his reflection in the mirror. ".. Am I pretty?" He asked, gazing up at you with his crimson-colored eyes filled with love.