((â€, â and â From Amy to Brucy :>c))
†- Hugging/cuddling them
Bruce actually melted into the hug. Today was one of his best days at work- not that anything truly bad had happened, but the amount of contracts and whiny, picky fashion designers he had to put up with was just way too much. Plus, his break time was almost inexistent because of photoshoots in locations that were too far from one another, requiring him to keep making rounds with his driver in order to not get late.
He was too tired and too stressed to complain about physical contact right now.
The albino listened closely to every word. Even though it was just a magazine, it was a fashion magazine. That was enough. And the issue was about an upcoming Fashion Show. Our of his league, but still more than enough.
He hugged his knees, scooting closer to Amy. He had sent Omega out to run some chores for him, so the only person left to read for him was his pink-haired fluffy friend. Even though her hair was shorter, it was still fluffy.
â - Washing their faceÂ
Bruce liked makeup- he could cover up a lot of stuff, from scars to annoying, disastrous zits. On the other hand, for his photoshoots, the amount of makeup he had to wear was sometimes...too much.
Some photoshoots went for a more natural look, requiring him to just wear some light powder, lip gloss and eyeshadow of a color close to his skintone. Some other ones, however, went for more glamorous, complex and almost doll-like looks. Bruce could easily say that there were times he legit felt like he was doing a Barbie doll ad, and that he was chosen to be Barbie.
The worst wasnât even applying the makeup- because his glam team did it for him. The worst part was removing the entire thing. Usually, his glam team did that as well, but when he immediately went home after a shoot, he had to remove it himself. Which means bending over the faucet with wet wipes and a bottle of makeup remover for a long time.
Thatâs why, when Amy offered to remove it for him, he accepted with no buts. It wasnât that he was lazy, but it was a lot of work and he didnât always have the patience and energy to remove it completely by himself.
His eyes were closed, but he could hear the sound of the water pouring from the faucet. A cold, wet wipe ran across his face, getting the foundation and powder off. He had to thank Amy with cookies later.
