Pulling his stool up wwx forced those light eyes back onto his, "you brought your glasses?" "Yes." "Good, let me see." Hesitantly, a pair of plain black, extremely normal looking specs are placed in his palm.

Trying not to laugh wwx opens the arms, placing the glasses over a straight nose. Then he was looking at.... an extremely beautiful man. "Handsome." A pretty, blushing, lightly choking man. Beautiful nonetheless less. Suddenly, wearing his glasses didn't seem so scary anymore.