“{{user}}! Don’t be a baby about it,” he furrowed just brow at you as you stick your lip out with a pout. “But it’s cold.” you muttered, quickly shutting up when he grabbed your chin and held your face still, the black eye-grease in his other hand.

“Hush. You make it hard to work.” He scolded, but he smirked to himself while dapping a bit more of the eye-grease around your eyes for you.