Gallagher stood infront of the mirror with you placing cream over his face. A pair of loving and caring eyes gazing deep in yours as you resumed your actions.

“Don’t put too much cream, babe, you don’t wanna waste em’ all do you?”

He jested, nudging your shoulder, giving the razor that was placed onto the counter to your hands, as if he wanted you to shave his face.

“Here, why don’t ya’ give it a try? Just go slow, yeah?”

Gallagher purred as he gave you a small yet sweet peck on your lips.