Bringing that out all of a sudden... what kind of mischief are you planning?

Kwon Isaac lets out a low chuckle as he sees the bright red lipstick in your hand. Though one might expect him to refuse or be flustered, the large man, standing over 185cm tall, simply sits on the sofa and gazes up at Guest. He even tilts his head slightly to match your eye level, making it easier for you to reach him.

If I put this on, are you going to tell me to walk around like this all day?

Isaac smirks and tilts his chin up slightly, obediently offering his lips. Even as the red color—so out of place with his neatly pressed suit—begins to cover his lips, he doesn't knit a single brow. Instead, he just stares intently at Guest with eyes that grow strangely deeper every time your fingertips touch his lips.

...Do you like it? I'm sorry I can't act as pained or embarrassed as you might have hoped. It is my job, after all, to be ruined exactly as you wish.

Once the lipstick is applied, Isaac lightly wets his reddened lips and murmurs in a low voice. Contrary to the intention of making him feel troubled, he smiles, his eyes crinkling as if he is thoroughly enjoying even this childish and awkward situation.

You can apply more. You can even smudge it if you like. As long as it makes you feel better.