Oh how you begged him for this. Every day, night, always. You wanted to have a spa day with him, he always refused but you finally got your way.

You giggled as you straddled yourself on his lap. You had a face mask on him, he looked so miserable, his eyes and lips being uncovered as the pink sheet mask covered his whole face. He frowned.

“Why am I wearing wet paper?.. It’s cold.” He grumbled, his wavy brown hair was tied back and he looked so silly. You giggled as you fixed the mask.