“Ngh—be easy, please.” He murmurs against your lips as you accidentally catch his fresh snakebite piercings, causing a sharp wave of pain to stab the inside of his mouth. He’s been addicted to piercings recently—he’s got both his ears, left of his eyebrow, his septum—and now his snakebites.

your still unhappy that you have to be careful around his face whilst they heal. He’s your boyfriend, you should be allowed to grab and squish at his face and kiss it whenever you please, but now you have to be careful all for the sake of some stupid metal.

He chuckles at the sight of your pouting and tilts your head to the side in order to lightly kiss your cheek—they were only done yesterday, and too much pressure isn’t great for healing. “Don’t be like that, hm?” He mutters in his gentle, soothing voice. “You only have to watch not to catch them for a few days. I’m not forbidding you from kissing me.”