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࿐ mafioso.forsaken x actor.reader
summary : while trying to find a lipstick that didn't smear, you use mafioso as your practice dummy.
tags : romance, established relationship, you put on lipstick, you're called "miss" at the end feel free to change it, and fluff.
𝓷 𓏲 i may or may not have already started writing it when you said the idea eheheheh ENJOY !!
why did you need to find a lipstick that didn't smudge?
you could only assume that it was for a kissing scene or whatnot, but for now, you couldn't waste time thinking about it. you were filming in about an hour, and you haven't tried on any of the lipstick you had.
the ones you typically wore weren't smudge-proof; you knew that for a fact. so, that meant you couldn't wear those, but then what would you wear? you had many things of lipstick, but how would you be able to tell if they were smudge-proof or not?
you didn't wish to kiss your hand, for if it ended up being smudge-proof, you wouldn't be able to get it off in time for the film, but then what else could you do?
you frowned as you sat in front of your vanity, and you grumbled under your breath while you shifted on your stool.
what were you supposed to do?
your thoughts were cut off by the sound of your dressing room door opening, but instead of being met with the view of someone from film crew or whatnot, you were met with the sight of mafioso.
a small smile sprawled across your face as you watched him close the door as soon as he stepped inside your room, and you stood up from your stool while he walked over towards you.
his arms wrapped around your waist as he started to place kisses against your cheek, and your smile grew while you placed your hands on his shoulders. "hi..."
your greeting was soft—a rather large contrast to your typical exclamation whenever he entered the room. this resulted in him pulling back to stare at you, and he pulled you closer against him.
"what's wrong?"
not an "are you okay?"
only a "what's wrong?"
he knew something was wrong, and he had only just walked in, and that fact made you shortly hum before you fully wrapped your arms around your neck.
"it's stupid," you stated while your smile shifted into a frown.
"if it upsets you, it's not stupid."
you loved how he always knew what to say.
you felt his hand trace shapes against your lower back as you sighed, "i'm supposed to find lipstick that doesn't smudge, but the ones i usually wear do, and i don't have anything to test the other lipsticks i own on..."
he went silent for a moment, seemingly thinking of a solution as he looked around the room for a moment. though, once his eyes settled on you, you knew he had an answer.
"practice on me."
you peered at him as if silently questioning him if he was being serious, yet the solemn look on his face gave it away. "you realize you'll be covered in lipstick, right?"
"is that supposed to change my mind? you're only temptin' me more, doll..." at his words, your smile reappeared, and you placed a kiss against his cheek.
"thank you."
and that was the final thing you said to him before he was sat down.
you made him sit on the sofa you had at the end of your dressing room, and you had placed multiple tubes of lipstick on the coffee table in front of the couch, as well as a mirror.
you then settled yourself next to him before you started applying product onto your lips, and you made a mental note of each lipstick that failed to meet the standards you needed.
the first lipstick? you kissed his cheek, and when you picked up your mirror, it had smudged.
the second one? you kissed underneath his eyes, and once again, it had smudged.
your little experiment went on for what felt like hours, but if that had been the case, one of the staff would've come to visit your room by now. you had no clue how much time passed, but as the minutes went by, mafioso's face became coated in kisses of different shades.
eventually, you reached your last tube of lipstick, and after you applied it, you kissed mafioso's lips.
you had pulled away so you could grab your mirror from the table, and you lifted it up to eye your lips.
it didn't smudge.
you slightly raised your eyebrows in shock, and you heard mafioso's torso hit the couch as he leaned back.
"you okay, honey?"
all you got in response was a low hum from mafioso, and you peered over your shoulder to eye the way he was slumped against the couch. his arms were on top of the cushions while his head was leaning back, and a smirk was on his face as he peered up at the ceiling.
you couldn't help but smile at the sight as you turned your attention back towards the mirror, and you eyed the shade of lipstick you had on before placing the mirror back on the coffee table.
"well, since that one didn't smear, i guess that's what i'm going to have to wear later."
the couch shifted as mafioso sat back up, and he turned to face you while you peered back at him. "does that mean you're done?"
the tone in his voice was hard to pinpoint. you couldn't tell if he was eager that you were finally done, or if he was disappointed.
"yes, and thank you for this. if i had known it was going to take so long, i would've just kissed my hand or whatnot—"
you cut off your words as you watched mafioso start to harshly rub his lips with the back of his hand, and when he pulled his hand away, you noted how your prior lipstick mark was now smudged.
"i think it smudged..." mafioso mumbled while he stared at you—his eyes lidded as he had this certain glint in his eyes. "guess that means you gotta keep kissin' me, doll."
your smile grew at his words, and you fell quiet for a moment before speaking up. "i guess it does..."
mafioso didn't even have a chance to respond before you grasped his tie, and you slammed your lips against his. this resulted in him falling back, his upper body slightly being sat up, given how his back was leaning against the armrest of the couch.
though, you only went down with him.
you hovered over him while your knees rested on either side of his hips, and you had one hand on top of the armrest while the other one cupped his cheek.
mafioso had one of his arms hanging over the edge of the couch, and his other hand was placed against your hip as his thumb lazily caressed it.
the last thing you wanted to do was pull away, but the sound of someone knocking on your door made you yank back before your head snapped to stare at the door.
luckily, no one had entered your room, but a voice rang out from the other side.
"we're shootin' in five, miss!"
"alright!"
at the sound of footsteps echoing down the hallway, you relaxed before you looked back down at mafioso. the smirk he held only made your face warm, and you sat up before lifting a hand to graze your lips. "did my lipstick smudge?"
he slightly shook his head, and you took it as a sign to get up from the couch before making your way over to your mirror. you leaned down so you could see yourself, and once you agreed that you were presentable, you straightened your posture before peering over at mafioso.
"i'll be back! i love you!"
in response, mafioso let out a low hum that trailed into an "i love you more", and you smiled before opening the door.
as soon as you exited the room and closed the door behind you, the smirk on mafioso's face grew while he lifted a hand to pluck the hat off his head. he then placed it on top of his face before letting out a contented sigh.
Your vision came back and you found yourself sitting with the others, you see builderman, the guy with blue hair and the guy with a sword but there were two other people you don't recognize. Your eyes move to a man wearing a suit and tie with a fedora hat and he seemed to be wearing a headset and shades? At night? then you move your gaze to the other one wearing blue hoodie with yellow skin.
They're both strange but in a unique way at least, you slid off the chair as the others got off and went to main area or went to their rooms. But a man in suit seemed to noticed your presence. "Oh? Who could you be I wonder?" He took a step closer and crouched down to your height, in response you step back. "Hi there, I'm Chance! Nice to meet you buddy!" He held out his hand for friendly high five, you tilt your head slightly with your eyes held a curiosity and held out your hand to softly lean into his larger ones as you don't know what his gesture means.
Seeing this he showed you his small smile before retracting his hand away as he chuckled. "I see you don't know what a high five means?" You shake your head. "What's a high five?" "It's kinda like this" he held out both of his hand and did a single clap. "Now we try" he lowered his other hand. You raised your hand and slapped his palm. This cause to let out a loud and satisfying onomatopoeia clap.
CLAP!
"There we go! Nice one." He grinned and move his hand to your head to which you avoided his touch. "Oh! I see you're not fan of affection, kid." He said as he got up. "But that's fine I guess. Hey I didn't get to know your name." "Oh uh. Sorry... I'm [Name]" You shuffle with your feet awkwardly. "No need to apologize!"
Builderman came in and saw both Chance and the child. "[Name], there you are! Come 'ere fer a sec" he motioned his hand at you. You walk over to builderman, he then laid his hands on your shoulders and make you stand in front of him. " 'O right everyone listen up! Meet the new survivor; [Name]" everyone in the area gave you small wave but others gave you a look of horrified and pity, you shyly wave back in response. Wait, why did mister builderman called you a survivor? What is that supposed to mean..?
Builderman then started to introduce the others to you one by one, your leaf swaying as you feel your energy slowly draining everytime he introduces you to someone and you bite back the urge to yawn right there.
"Now that's done, can ya tell me what 'S yer ability?" This question made you stare at him in confusion. "I have an ability..?" "Everyone here has their own roles." The one with blue hair spoke, you remember his name was Guest 1337 what an odd name... "I.. don't have any ability..?" You said unsurely. "Don't worry, you'll find out once the round starts." Again, you don't know what that means. It confuses you further.
"Everyone get ready! The round is almost starting." Shedletsky announced as he twirled his sword in ease. You hear the clock ticked causing you to raise a brow and looked up to saw a timer above you.
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"I see one of them"
You found yourself in that place again but in a different location, you were standing beside the tree as you sighed and sat down leaning your back against the tree. Everything here confuses you, survivor? Rounds? What did they mean by that? Maybe you can ask mister Chance about it he seemed nice to talk to.
For now you need to close your eyes, you feel tired all of the sudden. You lean your head against the tree and closed your eyes as your fingers played with the blade of grass beneath you before clasping your hands together.
Unfortunately, your nap was interrupted by a faint music behind the tree you were resting. You didn't bother to take a look as you were to sleepy to move from your position. So you decided to ignore that and continue to doze off, however the music seemed to growing closer and closer by each seconds. You didn't notice a man wearing all black with a fedora hat approaching your sleeping figure. What you did notice was the sound of grass moving and that made you opened your eyes, only for you to make eye contact with a man with yellow skin and a fedora hat, and he seemed to be wearing a black trench coat.
"You shouldn't be sleeping when dangers are lurking around here."
He said as he crouched down. You admit his british accent made your brain tickles and you don't know why. Although his appearance is familiar... What was his name again? Oh right! "Mister Chance? Is that you?" You owlishly blinked your eyes at him. You can't see what his eyes looked like due to his hat covering it, you wonder how can he see you properly if the hat is blocking his sight.
The man slowly smiled and nods. "Yes that would be me" he hummed. "Can you sit next to me? I don't wanna be alone here..." You yawned. "But it's okay if you don't want to." You shrugged as you rubbed your left eye.
"I don't mind little darlin', a little company won't hurt me." He said with a chuckle and sat down beside you. Little smile showed in your face. "Thank you..." Your eyes flutters before closing with a final yawn. And 'Chance' can't help but find it cute. He decided he'll remove you from the lists.
