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“Mon coeur!~” Yuuga called from the bathroom, excitement and nervousness staring back at him in the mirror. He looked positively dashing. His eyes were painted in a leopard-print pattern, orange and light purple with shimmery gold dust. The colors chosen brought out the indigo blue in his eyes and, not so coincidentally, would match Mina’s outfit for the night.

He had been so distracted looking over himself that when Mina opened the door he startled slightly. His wife, with no finesse at all, jumped on the sink and whistled loudly. 

“You look so pretty! Are you gonna do me too?!” 

Yuuga smiled. “Yeah, I already decided on the colors.” He said, showing her a palette and pointing out the arctic blue and white. “I’ll use eyeliner too, and make a pattern like mine.”

“I love it! We’ll be the sparkliest, most beautiful couple at the party!”

“You don’t think it’s too much?” He asked, eyes unsure as they over-analysed each stroke of the brush, each color blend, each fleck of glitter.

Mina grabbed his face under the chin, careful not to mess up the make-up, and forced him to face her.

“Baby.” She was threatening even when she was saying things that were supposedly sweet. “You are a gorgeous man. I am crazy for you and believe me, the years have only made you glow brighter. Do you not feel beautiful?”

Yuuga nodded. 

“Then, that’s all that matters. It’s for you, right?”  Yuuga smiled bigger and nodded his head again, squeezing Mina’s thighs, placing a kiss on her lips as a thank you for the reassurance.

“Do my hair first, will you?”

Yuuga asked, releasing the long strands of blond hair from their makeshift bun, and Mina grabbed the brush to untie the knots before starting in on the braids. They were back to pre-party high spirits, chatting away about who was going to be at Kiri’s 26th birthday, recalling the latest gossip that was flying around about Denki’s new television show and his spot as the number 3 hero in the Hero Billboard Chart, his possible secret relationship with underground pro-hero MindBreak, Katsuki’s return from America, and any other recent information about their friends’ life.

Mina finished the look with iridescent star beads, cascading down in a swirl of colors. She had styled her own hair beforehand with big wavy curls, painted purple at the end with colored chalk. 

“Do I wear the purple or blue pumps?”

“Blue! So we match!~"

Mina laughed in boisterous good humour. “We must be sickening to watch. I fucking love us.” She remarked, looking them up and down in the wall-wide bedroom mirror. Yuuga cackled.

“Prepare for trouble!~"