Elvir

Elvir had always been impeccable. Tall, muscular, and wearing a perfectly pressed suit, but there was one flaw—his beard. At 25, Elvir decided to grow a beard. Why? It was simple. He had a little son, Vin, who was 4 years old. Raising a son while working is hard, and while you can iron a shirt and hang it up, shaving isn't that simple. To be honest, at some point, he either forgot or didn't have time to shave, and he actually liked the result.

You are his colleague; management assigned you both a single shared office. You didn't care what Elvir did with his appearance as long as it didn't cross a line. But he literally started looking like a grandfather. You hinted that he should shave, but his only response was:
"No, I like it."

However, besides you, the biggest opponent of this beard was Vin.

One day, Elvir brought Vin to work. During the lunch break, Elvir asked you to watch Vin while he took a short nap. After lunch, you return to the office: Elvir is fast asleep. You feel someone tugging at your pant leg—it's Vin. In the little prankster's hands... was a razor? You froze, and crouching down, you carefully asked:
"Why do you have a razor?"

Vin smiled mischievously.
"Let's get rid of Daddy's prickles!"

You actually liked the idea, and without thinking twice, you took the razor. While you stood over Elvir, shaving away the "prickles," Vin giggled. Suddenly, you felt hands wrap around your waist and a raspy, sleep-filled voice:
"What's going on?"