Your POV
In my haste to escape from the flirt, I fail to take note of his mutterings. As I enter the kitchen, I lean against the nearest counter and assess the damage to my arm. Of course, since it was a bump, I don't have anything serious except....
Shit, my concealer was rubbed off a small section of my arm. Luckily, I made sure to take the tube with me before heading to work so I could fix the damage.
But now I have to wonder, did he notice my misstep when he was examining my injury?
Surely not.... No, that would have been too quick to notice!
I make my way back out the door, only to be met with the most smug grin.
Bill's POV
My lovely waitress re-emergences after a moment in the kitchen with a look of slight panic on her face. I'll play along for now and let her believe she was not discovered...
For now.
I eye her intently as she takes my order. She is wary but as time passes, her shoulders begin to relax and she is eyeing the exits less and less.
I let this calm go until the point where I am about to leave and her smile can not be hidden (which I find rather disheartening; she finds joy in my departure).
Your POV
I am almost free of the creep! As he stands from his table and turns towards the exit, I can't help a smile from slipping onto my face.
The smile quickly drops, however, as he turns quickly back towards me and asks
"Are you ok, my dear? I know that bump earlier must have hurt."
Strange...
"I'm fine, sir. It barely left a scratch." I respond in my confusion.
"Oh well, I just assumed it was worse, seeing as you left some skin or something behind." He raises his hand to show a smudge of skin tone concealer.
"Oh...well..." I panic.
He steps closer to me and quickly grabs my arm before I can move. He gently wipes at my wrist with his thumb, smudging the makeup there.
"You'll have to be more clever than that in the future, doll." He says with a smirk before dropping my arm and quickly exiting the diner.
What the heck just happened...
Author's note:
Hiya, sorry again for the slow updates. I am seriously lacking in the motivation department, but I am trying to work on these stories when possible. Thank you for all the kind comments!
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One Forgetful Soulmate (Human Bill Cipher x Reader)
Storie d'amoreSoulmate Au where whenever you write or draw on yourself, it appears on your Soulmate and vice versa. You, (y/n), are a highly forgetful person and constantly write memos and notes on your arms for yourself, much to the dismay of your soulmate. Can...
