When Simon Dominic’s curiosity gets the best of him
“Babe, come to bed already,” Simon urged.
“I’ll be there in a sec,” you shouted back at him as you put some toothpaste on your toothbrush.
Simon continued watching his show, glancing at the ensuite from time to time to see if you’re done. He usually came home late and he wanted to spend time with you on this rare occasion that he came home early.
After brushing your teeth, you washed your face and patted it dry. You turned off the light at the ensuite and sat at your vanity to start your skincare. The second step to your routine was to apply toner. No matter the season, your skin type has always been dry and your aesthetician recommended to put several layers of toner to help moisturize your skin. You spritzed the toner on your face, patted it in, and repeated that step for a total of five times.
On your last application of the toner, you noticed Simon staring at you. You stared at him back through your mirror. “What?” you asked.
“Was it really necessary to do it that many times?” he questioned.
And so you told him that it was what your aesthetician said to do to help moisturize your face. You then opened your beauty fridge and brought out a face mask. You placed it on your face and sighed at the cooling sensation the mask brought you.
“Does that feel nice?” Simon asked, his curiosity piqued at your routine.
“Yeah actually. You wanna try?” you offered.
Simon shrugged and you instructed him to pull a chair near your vanity so you can put a face mask on him.
Before you placed the mask, you made him wear one of your headbands then prepped his skin by spritzing it with toner and told him to pat it in while you picked some masks from your fridge. You took out three and made him choose. He picked the one with gold packaging which was actually a gel sheet mask of the same color. You ripped it open and was about to place it on his face when he stopped your hand.
“You only put the toner on me once. You did it five times,” he argued.
You shrugged, “I don’t think you have a dry skin type so I think once is enough.”
You placed the mask on his face and adjusted it to make sure it occupied all the nooks and crannies of his face.
“Oh that does feel good,” he commented. “What do we do next?”
“Watch TV. It needs to stay on for 20 minutes.”
The two of you moved to the bed to watch TV. Simon grabbed his phone from the bedside table and snapped a photo of the two of you with the sheet masks on and posted it online and captioned it ‘Skincare 101 with @y/n’.
Twenty minutes passed and you removed your sheet mask and told Simon to remove his a few minutes later. You went back to your vanity and took out serums this time from your fridge. Simon went back to his seat and followed your lead, applying the serums the same way you did. You took out your cryo sticks next and handed Simon your extra ice roller.
“What does this do and how do I use it?” he asked.
You grabbed the ice roller and demonstrated how to use it. “It locks the products in your skin, de-puffs your skin, and shrinks your pores,” you explained.
Simon then rolled it across his face while your swirled the cryo sticks across your face. You liked to take your time with this especially on your cheeks near your nose where your pores are more visible. Simon eventually got bored with the ice roller and started tinkering with your stuff.
“What does this do? I think my lips deserve some TLC too,” he declared.
“Try it.” You encouraged him as you saw the product he was holding in his hand.
Simon unscrewed the cap, and smelled it. He deliberated if he should put in on his lips.
“It’s just gloss. There’s no color,” you said as you grabbed your trusted Smith’s lip balm.
You watched as Simon applied the gloss on his lips, anticipating his reaction.
“Why does it tingle?” he asked.
You ignored him and busied yourself in applying the lip balm liberally on your lips.
“Y/n, it starting to burn. Like I ate a lot of chilis,” he said, panic rising in his voice and face.
He checked himself in the mirror. “Oh my god, my lips are starting to swell. Am I having an allergic reaction? But I’m breathing fine. Oh god, what if it’s my airways that swell next.” He continued to panic, meanwhile you were trying to bite back your laughter.
He stood up and grabbed his phone from the bed and was about to dial 112. You snatched his phone away, not wanting to disturb the authorities over your prank of sorts and Simon’s overreactions.
“Ya! What did you do that for? Give it back! What if I pass out?” he bickered.
You couldn’t hold it in anymore and let out the laugh you were biting back. Simon looked at you like you were crazy. “It’s a lip plumper babe!” you managed to say in between huffs of laughter.
He still looked baffled and you explained that a lip plumper plumps up your lips, making them thick and that he was not having an allergic reaction. He was still doubtful and to ease him, you applied the product on your lips, making sure to remove the lip balm you previously applied first.
Simon observed as your lips started to increase in size which seemed to pacify him a little. You grabbed a wet wipe from your vanity and sat him down on the chair then wiped the product off of his lips.
“You’re such a big baby,” you teased. You wiped his lips several times to make sure you got all of the product off.
He pouted at you and you laughed once again. His pout seemed exaggerated due to the effect of the lip plumper. You wiped the product off of your lips to avoid it transferring on his as you placed a kiss on his lips.
“But you’re my baby,” you continued teasing him.
He pulled you on his lap and said, “Oh you are so gonna pay for this.”
Skincare reference from my girl Ashley’s vlog at around 4:00
