"How do you open this damn thing?" Raph struggles with your eye shadow case.
Laughing, you take it off him, opening it in one twist.
"There you go."
Once he's finished applying your primer and eye shadow (quite expertly), he finishes off the look with a light layer of lip gloss.
"There," he grins, "You're ready."
Looking in the mirror, a small gasp escapes your lips, but out of shock.
You actually look really good. Like, he could be a professional...
"Raph, are you sure you've never done someones makeup?"
He rolls his eyes, "Yes, I'm sure."
"But... You're better than me and I do it almost everyday!" You insist.
He pouts, leaning forward and kissing you briefly on the lips, "You don't need it."
Blushing, you shrug, beginning to tidy up the area around you, makeup scattered on the table.
"That was cheesy," you mumble, smiling.
"It's true."
