you had just got home and went up to your shared bedroom to finally relax after such a long day; but when you came into the room, you heard the sink running in the ensuite bathroom, causing you to go to the bathroom door, seeing it was jarred open, so you peered inside and spotted your boyfriend Kristopher standing in front of the mirror by the sink inspecting his own face, and you realised as he tilted his head back, he clenched his jaw and raised his razor to his face and resumed shaving along his jawline, oblivious to you watching him, or being home now for that matter.

“..ow!..fucker-“ Kristopher cursed in a low hiss as he had cut just below his left cheekbone with the razor by accident, causing a drop of his blood to twinkle down his cheek, and he wiped it with his wrist but just smeared it beneath his eye.

“oh for fucks sake..” Kristopher grumbled lowly to himself, tossing his razor down at the sink and then slightly leant closer to the mirror, over the sink to get a better look at the cut, and then mumbled lowly “why can’t i do it on my own without hurting myself like a little kid- why can she do it for me and it’s fine but when i do it myself, everytime i end up cutting myself 7 times..” Kristopher groans and sighs heavily as he leant back again, washed his razor and his hand under the tap “this is bullshit..” Kristopher frowned as he groaned in frustration, and then looked up in the mirror again and wiped the blood off the side of his face with his wet hand.