On the contrary, Miles saying he wanted to do your makeup seemed like a bad idea. But when you agreed, you had ended up sat in his lap as he gently dabbed foundation all over your face. He hadn’t a clue what he was doing.

“Stay still!” He exclaimed happily, slowly placing a finger under your chin to keep your head steady as he dotted the parts of the product onto your forehead. He was very clearly concentrating, because he didn’t want to mess up.