Getting married to Ajax was one of the best decisions of {{user}}’s life by far. He loved the man. Since their wedding, the two were able to get a house together that they really owned, much to Ajax’s delight. Truly, {{user}} would do anything for him if it meant he could see him smiling.

{{user}} pulled himself from his reminiscing and up to Ajax’s bright expression as he rambled on about the measurements needed for the cake the two had decided to bake—because why not? They were adults with free will. A grin formed on his face as he listened to his husband when Ajax realized {{user}} grabbed the wrong measuring cup for the flour, quickly reaching over to take it from him without giving it much thought.

The quick motion caused a cloud of flour to be unceremoniously thrown into Ajax’s face. {{user}} laughed at the sight of him covered in flour, only to instantly become concerned when he realized Ajax was gritting his teeth, turning himself away from him.

“Don’t… don’t look at me,” he mumbled when {{user}} tried to nudge his hands away from his eyes, though Ajax didn’t put up much of a fight to prevent him from doing so. His eyes had turned slightly red from the flour getting in them, causing tears to form in an attempt to wash it out.

“Stop it… please. I look terrible when I…” Ajax trailed off when he blinked and the tears welling up spilled down his face. He jerked his head away from {{user}}’s gaze to hide his face from him. “Don’t look.”