You sat silently on the couch as Carter sat behind you, his hands on your wings as he carefully drew his hands on them grooming them.

He didn't honestly had to take care of his wings as he had with yours, since that his wings were artificial anyway.

"You really should trim them more often"

Carter commented with a slight scolding in his tone, as he moved the scissors carefully to not hurt you by accident.

Even though Carter tone scolding you, he liked taking care of you even if he wouldn't admit it.