005| shadow milk

"what do you think about this one?"

you asked the trickster, carefully closing the rosy colored lipstick. Shadow Milk Cookie's face was unmistakable evidence of cookie torture—bright, glossy lipstick marks in every shade imaginable, from deep crimson to shimmering rose. you had decided that your boyfriend is going to be your personal assistant, just so you could see which shade looked better.

"are you grasping for the illusion of approval?" the cookie asked with a sly smile, but seeing you playfully roll your eyes at his response made him chuckle.

"yes, dear, it looks delightful~"

honestly, you weren't expecting any other response as he said the same thing about each lipstick, leaving the ranking of the best shades to yourself. you started thinking if he was just doing this for the free kisses, which he most likely was, the smug smile on his face approving your suspicions.

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