kiss meme: 12 & 15 (bc jester wants two kisses pls)
12. a kiss that leaves a mark .
they get ready together most days. there hasn’t been a single time in a single town they haven’t shared a room; even when they haven’t needed to. it’s become such a routine and an unspoken almost necessity between them.
even here in the lavish chateau.
marion has given the group the run of the place with so many beds to choose from, and beau is reluctantly ready to give jester her own space.
but immediately that soft arm is through hers, that bright smile right there beside her. there’s only one bed in this room where jester grew up, but still they stick together.
beau’s never been more relieved.
like every day in every tavern, house, and inn, they dress together in the warm light, ocean air fluttering in past pink curtains. tonight is for celebration, for homecoming, for something special. so beau agrees once again to wear a dress for jester, the same as before.
worth it just to see that smile.
and she lets jester braid her hair, twining in little flowers and jewels. a break from her aesthetic she wasn’t even willing to give for a magic item.
she draws the line at lipstick, though, even if jester pouts and says she’ll look so pretty. she almost falters at that, but she doesn’t like the feeling of makeup on her face and she needs to cling to some semblance of her normal look, so all that paints her features is the usual smudged eyeliner.
beau watches as jester finishes her own outfit with little ribbons and accessories she’s never even seen before. they’re all so jester. just like the bright lipstick she puts on and shows off in a brilliant smile that makes beau’s heart ache.
“ you look beautiful, jess. “
she can’t help it, can’t stop the words. and she’s glad she didn’t because the way jester lights up....... she’s never seen anything so perfect.
her friend skips to her, hands outstretched, and beau takes them without hesitation. she starts to get to her feet, expecting jester to pull her and spin her out the room with her usual high energy.
but instead beau is stopped halfway to standing by a sudden, cool press of lips to her own. she freezes, eyes wide, barely able to even make herself look up at jester.
“ see? you look so pretty with lipstick! “
beau can’t even respond, can’t even think.
she loves the feeling of that makeup against her lips.
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