✧ eyeliner ✧

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~ short n sweet (: ~
~ smoking (which i very much do not condone but for the story i couldn't not) ~

~ 3rd person ~

corbyn smiled up at his boyfriend with hooded eyes, he looked adorable when he was concentrated, his tongue poking through his plush pink lips.

"babe! stop moving or i'll poke you in the fucking eye" the blonde let out a laugh, the smell of cigarettes and mint wafted into daniel's nose, a smell he had become very fond with over the last couple months. "you just know i'll fuck you up if you even tried" corbyn counteracted. he saw the boy roll his eyes but he smiled nonetheless.

a hand that was placed on daniel's legs as he straddled him came up to the olders face. he placed the burning cigarette between his lips and inhaled a long drag. he felt the cold liquid of the eyeliner gracing his top eyelid as daniel worked his magic. though the day was quite a nice one, the autumn breeze flowing through the open window was enough (paired with the cold eyeliner) to send a chill up his spine.

the soft sound of "sugarcrush" played in their ears from one of their phones that was scattered somewhere around the small apartment lounge. smoke drifted towards the window as corbyn let it out. "you look hot" the brunette started as he admired his work. "i should hope so otherwise i would have to question how i would be with someone like you" daniel laughed and hit his lovers chest. "don't be ridiculous, i love you for more than just your looks" corbyn grinned.

the boy grabbed the cigarette from corbyn's fingers and brought it up to his own lips. slowly he breathed in the intoxicating smoke before putting the cigarette out. "baby i wasn't finish-" daniel placed a finger on his lips before leaning down towards him. the blonde could feel the ghost of his boyfriends lips and he knew what daniel was doing. slowly the brunette let out the smoke into corbyn's open mouth before kissing him quickly.

"now can you rail me in eyeliner? you know that's why i made you let me put it on you" corbyn squeezed the boys hips and laughed. "yes my love, i can 'rail' you" he replied. daniel leaned back down and connected their lips once again tasting that familiar delicious cigarette and mint concoction that he adored.

how fun was cigarettes and eyeliner you may ask? well it definitely became a routine.



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~ I HATED THE ENDING IM SORRY ~
~ i loved this idea even so i decided to write it, sorry it's short but i hope you enjoyed ~
~ Wc: 420 ~
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