Lens
Turning his head this way and that, Atobe Keigo "hmm"ed as he gazed at himself in the mirror. The glasses that rested upon the bridge of his nose were not his, of course, for his eyesight was perfect, but rather belonged to his lover, Tezuka Kunimitsu. Though they did look fabulous on him, he decided he didn't much like how they distracted from his flawless face. Come to think of it, they covered part of Tezuka's face too, didn't they?
He turned to his lover, still wearing the frame-less lenses. "Have you ever considered getting contacts?"
"Why would I?" Tezuka 'looked' at Atobe, though without his glasses he really couldn't see much more than a fuzzy blending of colors.
"So people can see your whole face."
The tiniest bit of a smile crossed the other's lips. "My face isn't that interesting."
Atobe crossed the room and sat on the bed across from Tezuka, staring at him intently. "It is to me. I happen to think you're lovely."
"Do you want me to get contacts?"
There was a silent moment, before Atobe replied "no," and returned the glasses to Tezuka's face. "Those suit you."
"Are you sure? I could even get colored ones if you want," Tezuka teased in his own little way.
"I forbid it."
Tezuka chuckled softly, then kissed his lover on the nose, now that he could actually see where it was.
Yes, Atobe was pleased with this. Naturally, his partner was as perfect as himself, just the way he was, glasses and all. Wherever did Tezuka get that silly idea he should get contacts anyway?