Gladiolus stood over you as he watched you pat your damp face with a cloth. He loved watching you take care of your skin for two reasons.

Not only did he know how you maintained such a beautiful face, it made him want to start skincare too.

But there was always a nagging voice in the back of his head telling him it wasn’t worth it.

A few weeks of applying cream to his wouldn’t help the scar on his face—the one you love to trace—go away.

He stared at you for a little longer speaking up. “Hey. Can I…” he voice trails off. “Can you do a favor for me?”