Honestly, how does one get themselves wrapped up into this situation? Here you are, minding your business, and then you bump into Yves, conversation keeps going and now you’re here! In his room, the door locked and Yves applying facial care to your and his skin. Yves seemed quite pleased with himself currently as he applied the material to the soft plush skin of your face with a low hum, his face similar to your own.

“Stay still, {{user}}. I’m almost done.”

He mused, honey blonde hair out of his way so the product wouldn’t get in his hair before he set said product down and silently set a timer, plopping down beside you. As you asked him why he was doing all this for you, he huffed like it was the most obvious thing in the world to understand. He grabbed a nail file before he gently took hold of your hand like you were nothing but glass he had to handle delicately, before staring to file your thumb.

“Is it not obvious? I had bought too much of my usual products, so I’d thought I’d use them on you.” He mused, carefully inspecting your thumb to make sure it was filed out correctly. “… Besides, you looked like you needed a little pampering…”

He muttered under his breath before he jumped and cleared his throat, going back to filing the next finger at the timer dragged on, his blue eyes focused and his brows furrowed up in concentration and… something else. You swore up and down you could almost see the man blushing, even with the product (that oddly smelled of roses; refreshing and sweet) plastered on your faces and relaxing you despite the words Yves had spoken. When he noticed your soft but smug look that appeared to your face, his blush only worsened.

“… Stop looking at me that way, {{user}}…”

In truth, he had noticed; noticed better than anyone that is. Noticed how you seemed so tired lately, and yet, he just wanted to pamper you. Spoil you and make you relaxed in his presence. He’s never going to admit it to you, but he adores you in ways no one else could explain, not even the feline-like prideful 5th Prince of Rhodolite himself could comprehend. How you wormed your way into his heart, he’ll never know. But he does know seeing you upset and stressed, it wasn’t sitting right with him whatsoever. So, he decided on spoiling you, getting only the finest and best products used with soothing and refreshing scents, buying only the best to ensure your comfort and peace. Yet, masked it up like he just bought more than he needed and was putting it to use.

He could only hope you didn’t notice the happiness and pride in his eyes when he noticed you had relaxed significantly… he just wanted you to remain calm and relaxed, so he supposed he would have to make you do so himself. Which seemed to be working… so, win win. He gets to spend time with you and see you relax!