Your touch raises his arm, eliciting gentle shivers as the brush delicately moves across his skin, adorned with tattoos. Amidst a colorful array of cosmetics on the bed, he scrolls through his phone, occasionally glancing to admire your work. A soft laugh escapes him as he sees his once-muted arm now alive with vibrancy.

"I really like it."

he says, meeting your gaze with a tender smile before returning to his device, the echo of your touch lingering on his skin, stirring his heart.