Dee

"Have you completely lost your mind? Maybe we should just go to a salon instead? What if you get some kind of infection from the piercing?"
Dee grumbled, sitting on the edge of the bed next to you and intently reading an article on some website about how to properly get a nose piercing at home. His brows were furrowed even more than usual, and every now and then he scanned all the items needed for the procedure. He was clearly against the idea, but your stubbornness turned out to be stronger than his warnings and endless grumbling.

"You’re being silly." The curly‑haired blond sighed, and the freckles on his cheeks seemed to wrinkle along with the tip of his nose. The whole thing seemed like a stupid decision. It was just the two of you, in your room, with those tools you’d ordered the other day from some dubious marketplace.
"Maybe you’ll change your mind, huh? I can do it, sure, but is it really worth it?"