(Eddie's P.O.V)
"Alright Narrator, sit still, I'm going to make you gorgeous!"
Juicy says this before practically layering a shit ton of eyeshadow on Narrator's cheeks. It was clear we had no idea what we were getting ourselves into, but we rolled with it. And not like Narrator would get mad at us for fucking up at any point, as this was Narrator we're on about!
And after the eyeshadow problem, we went with lip gloss. It was a shimmering pink like his cheeks were. If he was actually blushing, I don't know. But anyways, I apply it, soft giggles escaping while I spoke.
"Yeahh, look how pretty you are, bitch!"
Narrator chuckles, almost losing his composure.
"Oh, look at that smile~"
Meanwhile, Juicy takes the opportunity to steal some of Narrator's wine, which doesn't go unnoticed by either of us. In fact, it escalates from there.
(Juicy's P.O.V)
After spotting I had stolen his wine, Narrator's chuckles turned from sweet ones directed at Eddie to nervous ones directed at me. And all of The Boys know that isn't a good sign.
"Was that my wine? Did you just.. steal my wine?!"
He lifts a hand and wraps his fingers around my neck, the coldness of his fingertips sending shivers down my spine. I stutter as a response, and watch Eddie in the corner of my eye as he leaned over to whisper in Narrator's ear.
Whatever he said must've calmed Narrator down, as he let me go, and said he was sorry.
"Look, I'm sorry.. wine doesn't matter."
He kisses my forehead, and then does the same to Eddie as a thank you, right as Gabby turned away for a reason I don't care about. Eddie grins at this though, taking the time to speak up.
"I love you two. You're both my little goofballs. And one thing is for sure, we suck at make-up, but the love we have for each other is all I truly care for."
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FanfictionI wrote all these stories a good 3 years ago. They aren't the best, and are cringe. I'm keeping them up though because they seem to still get interaction. Was a pleasure writing though.
