“Is this really necessary…?” Aizawa, your husband, would ask, keeping that annoyed tone in his voice but he really wasn’t annoyed at all, really just confused why you thought on the week vacation everyone had from school for the holidays, that helping him relax would start with skin care (which, honestly, being the old grumpy cat-like man he was and loving your attention, this was really relaxing having your attention and touch all to himself, though he’d never admit that).