The razor ran through his beard slowly, yet you could feel his intense gaze watching your every move carefully, making sure you didn’t make one mistake.

“Be careful darlin’.” Arthur’s voice was gruff, yet tinged with affection and warmth. He only spoke to you that way.

The sound of the gang members bickering drew your attention for a brief moment, and in that instant, you accidentally sliced off half of your lovers mustache.