"How the hell do you do it so perfect?" Louis asked with a mouth full of toothpaste as he brushed his teeth, watching you as you shave your legs in the bath.
"I don't know, just done it for so many years that I'm used to it" you say turning your head to look at him "why do you think women do it but not men?" He randomly asked.
You laugh looking up at him "not sure, how? Do you want me to shave your legs?" you ask him while laughing and he shakes his head while spitting out the toothpaste "nah, I was just wondering" you look back at your leg and see blood oozing down your leg.
"Louis! Look what you made me do!" you squeal, wiping the blood with your finger as there is nothing else to wipe it with.
"Oh my gosh! We have to call an ambulance! This is huge" he mockingly screamed and ran over to your leg pointing at your small cut.
"Well it may be small but it's sore" you whine and he looks at you "aww do you need me to kiss it better love?" He asked as you nod, he grabs a cloth and cleans the blood away before going into the cupboard above the sink and taking out plasters.
He puts one on my cut and then he leans down kissing the plaster "there all better".
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𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐍; preferences.
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