[ he reads thorns' mind (or at least thinks he does) and manhandles him a little more roughly than he'd intended to get him to settle on the edge of the bed. ]

You should be glad I'm not fussing over your makeup. I'm just going to cover up some of your sunspots… you haven't been good about wearing sunscreen, have you.

[ do not ask why he has foundation and concealer in thorns' shade ]

I'm only taking so long on you 'cause I'm not used to styling other people. [ like, he pulls up his phone and it's pretty clear he has 2817382 tabs of references of people with thorns' hair length, as well as makeup looks…. he hums. ]

Mine will go by fast.

[ fast being half an hour ]