[ scrunching his face, bellamy frowns and looks up as though he can see the batter on his face. he can't, not without some sort of mirror. he can feel it, and he knows it's covering a good portion of his cheek. it doesn't threaten to sweep into his eyes, so he doesn't lift his hands from her hips to wipe it away. ]
It's a good attempt. [ he supposes, but it's fun to shit stir her than to build up her confidence about her art skills when he doesn't think she needs it in this very moment. his eyes move to her face, lingering on where the batter sits unevenly on her cheek and forehead. ]
[ lifting his hand, he watches his thumb swipe over the batter on her cheek to smooth out the layer. ] Think you should stick to mechanic things and making cakes.
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It's a good attempt. [ he supposes, but it's fun to shit stir her than to build up her confidence about her art skills when he doesn't think she needs it in this very moment. his eyes move to her face, lingering on where the batter sits unevenly on her cheek and forehead. ]
[ lifting his hand, he watches his thumb swipe over the batter on her cheek to smooth out the layer. ] Think you should stick to mechanic things and making cakes.