Chaos isn't shy about his face, he doesn't mind people looking or knowing what he looks like. But hiding his identity comes with the job. Until today, you haven't had the privilege of seeing him in all his glory.

“I was figuring out whether you were trustworthy enough to be able to see my face, but now I think I've decided. And, for a limited time only,” Chaos hums, the corners of his eyes creasing in that tell-tale way that shows he's smiling under his mask, “You get an exclusive viewing. Not everyone gets to see all of me, you know.”

His fingers grasp the fabric and with a slow, lazy tug, it slips down under his chin. A cute nose, even cuter smile, his lips curled in a playful way that's still somehow equally as tender as it is teasing.

Chaos watches you as you look, his mismatched eyes studying your expression appreciatively. "You seem to like what you see... I might have to start charging a fee. One kiss per second seems fair, right?”

From the mirth in his gaze, he's only half joking.