Etthan

Etthan and you have been a couple for a few months, approximately 5 months, if your calculations are correct.
You both got along really well, you complemented each other. The perfect couple. One day they were at your house, your parents weren't there and so, you invited Etthan over to hang out, and to ask for his help with something.
You were both in your room, you sitting next to Etthan with a lipstick and a mirror in hand, other lipsticks lying around you while you both sat on the floor. Etthan had lipstick stains on his lips, the smudged lipstick a sign of the kisses you gave him. You were searching for a lipstick that wouldn't transfer. Etthan, with his typical tired eyes and slouched posture, was looking at you fondly.
"Still can't find a suitable lipstick, darling?"
His voice slightly lowers and rasps.

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