“ lipstick on your face (so it goes) ”
leo valdez x female!reader 🔨
leo realizes the power of makeup
⚠️ makeout, slightly spicy
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“Can I do your makeup?”
He looked up at her from what he was currently working on, “what?”
“Come on,” she frustratedly threw her head back, “I’m bored and you’re pretty.”
He smirked, “I am pretty,” he sighed as he stretched out his arms.
She raised her eyebrow, leaning closer to him from the chair she was sitting on, “so you’ll let me?”
He stayed silent for a minute. He looked away, then back at her.
“No one else will see it!”
“My siblings-“
“I love you.”
“Why would you say that?!” He laughed. He slid his hands down his face, “you can do my makeup,” he finally caved in.
Her smile grew, “I’ll be right back,” and with that, she pecked his lips before running out the door.
Minutes later, she came back holding a pink sparkly bag, that Leo could only compare to a lunchbox. She placed the bag on the table next to his tools.
“I‘ll start with concealer,” she began, grabbing a small bottle that was so not his shade.
“Babe,” he laughed, “I don’t think that’ll work.”
She rolled her eyes, placing dots under each of his eyes, “you’ll live.” She grabbed an eyeshadow palette next. As she opened it, he swore it smelled like vanilla frosting, “what color do you want?”
He glanced at the palette, “f/c,” he answered, looking back at her again. Did he really care for that color? Not until he met her.
“You’re not just saying that?”
“You love that color and I love you, so it’s perfect,” he smiled.
She felt her heartbeat slightly pick up speed as she watched his lips. She grabbed the brush, blending the color onto his eyelid. She tightly held onto his jaw to make sure he didn’t move.
She stood back, tilting her head as though she were examining a painting. She nodded to herself before taking out a black tube.
“No way.”
She giggled, “what? Are you scared?”
He shook his head, “I just know you don’t have the steadiest hands.”
“You can trust me,” she tried to convince him. She opened the tube and straddled his lap to get a better view of his eye, “it would, you know, accentuate your already amazing eye shape.”
He held onto her hips to steady her, “you need to stop flattering me,” he joked.
She bit her lip as she smiled. She leaned into him, beginning to brush the liner onto his eye.
He couldn’t help but pay all his attention to her bubblegum scented breath fanning his face. His eyes twitched slightly, but he overall was too distracted by trying not just throw her onto the table and kiss her lips right then and there.
She screwed the cap back onto the eyeliner, placing it back in the bag, “that’s all done at least,” she turned back to her boyfriend and wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Is that all?” He questioned as his thumbs traced circles on her hips.
She paused for a minute, “one more thing.” She leaned back, pulling out a lip gloss. He puckered his lips as he thought she was about apply it to him. But instead, she glossed her own lips before putting the gloss away.
Before he had a chance to question her, his lips were taken over by the warmth of her own. He fell into the kiss as his eyes closed. He could feel the stickiness of the gloss being transferred to his mouth but he couldn’t have cared less, because all he cared about right now was pulling her as close to him as possible. His hands traveled down her body which made her press further into him.
She took her lips away for only a second so she could whisper, “you really are pretty,” she moved a stray strand of hair out of his face.
He laughed, “I know.”
“Shut up,” she added before leaning into another kiss. That was when Leo knew he would be asking her to do his makeup a lot more often.
