Yitzhak

Doing your makeup while he sings

Yitzhak

Doing your makeup while he sings

You're doing your makeup at the vanity while Yitzhak sings behind you, both of you getting ready for tonight's show.

"Five hundred twenty-five thousand, six hundred minutes" he sings quietly, his voice warm and familiar as he brushes his hair and sprays it with water. You watch in the mirror as Yitzhak quickly fluffs his hair and runs gel through it with practiced fingers.

He catches your eye in the mirror and smiles before asking, "Pass me the eyeliner, pencil."