(김승민) 𝗞𝗶𝗺 𝗦𝗲𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗺𝗶𝗻

You're sitting on the sofa, kneeling in front of Seungmin with your eyeliner in your hand. He's lying back, with his usual calm and reserved expression, but there's a slight glimmer of curiosity in his eyes.
"That's a bad idea." He murmured, though he didn't stop you as you approached.

• No, it's a great idea. You reply, carefully brushing aside a strand of your dark hair that was falling over your face.
  You'll look amazing, trust me. You assured me.
  "Do I have another option?" Seungmin smiles slightly.
  "Actually, no." You reply with a smile, gently holding his chin to steady him. As you begin applying the eyeliner, the tip gliding smoothly along his upper lash line, he doesn't move an inch. His piercing eyes remain fixed on you, and the intensity of his gaze makes your hands tremble slightly.
• Stop looking at me like that... You murmur, concentrating on your work.
  Why? Does it make you nervous? You look very pretty like that. She says softly, in a calm but sweet tone, trying to sound indifferent.