Y/N POV :

i sat on my bed reading my book i could see thomas in the bathroom looking at himself in the mirror its not like hes vain or anything he just has thing thing about inspecting himself and judging himself it was kinda sad to watch but i cant stop him doing it so i just leave him too it

“oh my god” i hear him say

“what?” i ask a bit worried

“i think i might have finally hit puberty” he says sounding confused

“tommy as much as i love you, i doubt you’re hit puberty at 26 i think its just not gonna happen, i think you where out when puberty called tommy” i laugh

“baby im serious, i think im getting chest hair” he says so i get up and go into the bathroom and wrap my arms around his half naked form and run my hands up and down his chest

“wow yeah you are, oh thats wired im not sure if i like it or not” i say kinda panicking

“yeah i think i like it, it makes me look like a man” he smirks

“but you look very much like a man” i reply hugging him

“no i look like a teenager, i mean in a few years ill be almost 30 and i can still pass for 17 without a second thought, i dont like that” he sighs

“aww tommy, your always a manly man to me, unless theres a spider, then your a 6 year old girl” i giggle

“thanks” he sighs “and i think i might be getting facial hair too maybe i might actually have to start shaving” he says coming really close ot the mirror

“really, come here give me your face” i say grabbing his face and looking him over “aaaahhh of thats odd its like the tinyies bit of stubble and i already hate it” i say letting go of his face

“why? whats wrong with it?” he asks

“it looks wrong, it looks like it shouldn’t be there, i dont know maybe i learn to like it” i shrug

TIMESKIP :

i sat on the sofa with my book and thomas comes and sits beside me giving me a kiss

“what?” he asks

“your stubble is pointy and it hurts” i say rubbing my face where it hurts

“sorry” he sighs

“how longs it been anyway?” i ask

“a month” he shurgs

“so its been a month since you shaved it and your already hurting me” i sigh

“i said im sorry, i would have thought it would be past the hurting you faze by now but it doesnt grow very fast apparently” he sighs

“ironic considering the hair on your head grows like grass, and you dont get hair anywhere else not really” i laugh

“what do you mean?” he asks

“thomas you get hair in two places your hair and your legs and now kinda on your face thats it, you dont even get it near your junk like most guys” i say butting my head back in my book

“you never said that bothered you before?” he asks

“it doesnt bother me it just puzzles me, back when we where 15 16 i kinda just assumed it would be something you would grow into having like it would appear when you got older or if it was already there and i just never noticed because your a natural blonde i assumed it would darken as you got older as your hair has kinda it just confused me for a while as we got older mainly 16- 21 after that i just realised yeah thats not gonna happen” i tell him

“so?” he asks

“so…it kinda bugs me because you shave your body less then i do, and it annoys me” i answer returning to my book before he started giving me kisses and scathing my face alot in the process “shave else i am not kissing you anymore” i tell him

“no it makes me look older im keeping it” he says

“if we dont kiss we cant have sex” i tell him and he instantly gets up and goes to the bathroom