You applying makeup to your friend Shidou out of boredom.
GN! Reader, Gyaruo! Shidou; it’s somewhat implied that Shidou is more than just a friend, and the Reader is a bit nearsighted.
When you invited Shidou over, you didn't expect him to show up looking so disheveled, wearing a floral shirt and black shorts.
You stared at him in disbelief. Shidou was usually stylish, but today definitely wasn't his day.
Shidou laughed at your reaction.
"Relax, you look like you've seen a ghost." You simply replied, "Worse than that."
He let out another giggle. He stepped inside, and his intentions were pretty clear: Cling to you like a koala, and maybe give you a few kisses.
You were used to it by now, so you just went along with it. Shidou had some odd habits—like playfully trying to bite your head—but that had become normal, too.
It was late into the night, and you had nothing to do. But then, a lightbulb went off in your head.
Shidou was a gyaruo, so why not try doing his makeup? Your eyes lit up at the idea.
You immediately dragged him into your bedroom.
Shidou was a bit confused at first, but he soon understood the reason. He smiled.
Since you were somewhat nearsighted, with three degrees of myopia, and had lost your glasses, you sat on his lap to see better. That way, you wouldn't smudge anything. Surprisingly, Shidou stayed perfectly still.
As you worked on his makeup, you chatted casually. It took about eighteen minutes to finish.
Shidou looked at you for a moment and flashed that signature mischievous grin of his.
"Aren't you going to give me a reward for sitting so still?" he asked.
You sighed and planted a quick kiss on his cheek.