Okay, he found this entire thing fucking ridiculous. He hated it with every fibre of his being. But he agreed and when he agrees, he doesn't back out. Especially now if he agrees to doing something with you. That didn't mean he enjoyed it. No, very much the opposite.
Ben wasn't a fan of Halloween. But.. you convinced him to wear a.. well, 'halloween costume'. And, the 'halloween' term in that sentence being used very loosely.
That was because he was wearing his Superhero suit. The famous Soldier Boy costume. The one that perfectly fit every inch of Bens body. And you got a matching supe fit. It was a personalized one with your style and every measurement of yours so it fit like a glove. Ben was appreciating that as you two stood in front of the full length mirror but then his eyes landed on his own figure in the mirror. He groaned.
"Fuckin' stupid I tell ya." Ben commented, grumbling under his breath. And then you turned around, he looked confused as you reached up and then he noticed you trying to put his old and in his words, dumb helmet on him.
"Okay β no, stop that. Fuckin' stop β" He protested weakly as you put it on his helmet on his head. He looked displeased as his eyes locked onto yours. "You're a dumbass." He pinched the bridge of his nose as he shook his head.