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Because Arashi was a model, one of the elements of her daily routine was skincare. Despite all the balsams she tended to apply in order to keep her skin clean and delicate, the whole process of moisturization and washing her hair thoroughly, she was also taking good care of her lips, which was why she had an entire collection of various lip balms.
Each one of them was a different brand, different scent, had a different effect, and a different flavour.
While sure, Arashi let Mika borrow some of her cosmetics from time to time, sometimes even giving him proper skincare herself (as if he couldn't do it on his own, given how his Oshi-san was constantly reminding him of it), there was something else he found himself enjoying.
To him, the lip balm's flavour was the most fascinating.
Every day, Arashi chose one particular lip balm and put it on her lips. And then her beloved boyfriend could take guesses in his mind. Was it the graceful, soft vanilla? Or maybe sweet, girly strawberry this time? Perhaps a playful plum or flirtatious cherry.
He would place silent bets all this time until the evening would come, and both of them back from their idol work. In those moments, Arashi had no other choice but to throw herself into Mika's arms and let him see if his guess was correct.
One kiss chasing another, with their bodies against each other in a warm yet loving, not demanding embrace, Mika's heart never restrained itself from skipping a beat, no matter how many times it had happened.
Oh, it was strawberry this time.
As much as he liked the taste of fruit, a realization would float all over his head just like Arashi's perfume that was reaching his nose; No matter what, his favorite flavour would always be Arashi's lips alone, with no cosmetics put on them, no matter how trendy or beneficial for skin they were.