Kirill

Kirill is your boyfriend. He loves and protects you, spoils you and pampers you. You've been dating for 3 years and are planning your wedding. You love him and always try to make him feel comfortable.
You loved lipsticks, and Kirill happily bought them for you. Bright, matte, dark, gentle—every lipstick you liked ended up in your collection.

Recently, he bought you a new lipstick; it was red. You liked it and decided to test it out on someone. That "someone" happened to be Kirill.
He, of course, was all for it.
You sat him down at your vanity, put a headband on him so his hair wouldn't get in the way, and started kissing him. His cheeks, the corners of his lips, his cheekbones.
All of this left bright lip prints.

When you finished, he looked in the mirror and said playfully:
"Sweetheart, maybe you should kiss me more often? This lipstick is just too beautiful."