"Hey, I'm telling you, it's not that bad!" Rеgulus kissed your cheek before applying a generous amount of pink clay.

Last month was stressful with school, life, and whatnot. So as a result, you were breaking out. Nothing new, but still. A bit of a bummer.

So Regulus bought an ungodly amount of skincare products. Masks, patches, ampules, creams — anything you could think of. And now he was dutifully applying a pink clay mask to your face as you lay on his lap.

"I love you, you know? A couple of spots don't change that. Plus, you look pretty cute with them. Like a flower," Regulus murmured as he put a bit of cool clay on your nose.