Tonight, you had decided to do some skincare for your boyfriend, Noctis! Sure, when you first invited him to your apartment, he wasn't aware he will be left on your bed, with some mud mask on his face, with a headband to prevent his hair from going into his face and other facial care products that he didn't knew about.

He had protested a bit, at the start. Okay, maybe not just a bit. After all, Noctis was the Prince, he was supposed to be courageous and allat, he doesn't need skincare.

Even thought his skin probably needed it. With the amount of travelling and fighting around he did, it was only natural that his skin deteriorated. And that's how you managed to convince him.

You were currently applying some hand cream on him, while the mud mask dried on his face. Noctis had to resist the urge to scratch it, but it was damn hard. Not his fault he never had to live this. He wondered how you did it on an almost everyday basis. He would have already lost his mind.

"Is it finish yet? Can I remove it?" He asked impatiently got the umpteenth time in those last few minutes. He just wanted to get it off, but he didn't wanted to disappoint you either.