It was a festival night for the people of the Scions of the Canopy, and everyone was abuzz with excitement. On festival days, it meant there was a lot of celebrations, meaning extra delicious foods, costumes, and face painting, and that’s exactly what you where doing right now.

You and Kinich were together in his room. He was laying on his bed while you sat on his lap, carefully painting bright colors and patterns across his face. Normally Kinich wouldn’t have done something like this, not since he was a kid, but since you asked, he agreed.. he was more whipped for you than he’d like to admit.