Walton Imagines

Make-up [JV]

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Javon!fem
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Love the pic on the top!

-Y/n's pov-

It was a boring, rainy Friday, and my boyfriend Javon and I were both sitting on his couch watching a movie. His family was out at his aunts house for some days but Jaden and Javon wanted to stay home and with that they invited me over.

We had originally planned to go out and do something, but since it's storming, so we decided to stay inside for the day instead.

Jaden was in his room.

"I want to do something I'm bored." I announced, and then glanced around the house for a board game or at least a deck of cards.

"What do you want to do then?" Javon smirked, and then placed his hand onto my tight. I rolled my eyes knowing what he was getting at, and quickly grabbed his hand, and then placed it back into his lap.
"We can play a game, or play hide-and-go-seek?" I suggested.

Javon chuckled, "The last time we played hide-and-go-seek, you tripped and almost fell down the stairs." He reminded.

I sighed, and then thought back to all of the times we would play games, or cards. "True, and you also get really competitive with games." I added, and then slumped into the couch.

For comfort, Javon wrapped his arm over my shoulders, and pulled me into him. We both looked back to the television screen, and began watching the movie that was in front of us.

Although, I wasn't paying attention. I was more less trying to figure out something for us to do, therefore we wouldn't be stuck on the couch all day.

And then, an idea came to me.

I sprung up from my position, and then quickly turned to him. "Can I do your makeup?" I questioned.

He quirked an eyebrow. "Let me think about it– no." Wanna responded.

"What? Why? Come on baby, please!" I begged, burying my face into his chest. Javon chuckled at my sudden closeness, and placed his hand onto my back.

"I don't even like when they do it on set or for a photoshot– the brushes tickle and it feels weird and cakey." He informed.

"But- but I won't make it cakey, I promise!" I nodded my head, shooting out of his chest.

Javon looked into my eyes full of hope, and then sighed in defeat. "All right, all right!" He gave in, and I quickly clapped my hands together in joy.

I hopped off of the couch and ran towards the stairs, and then quickly made my way to his bedroom. Once I had reached his room I ran into his bathroom, and grabbed my makeup bag from under the sink.
I always have it there when I'm at his house

I unzipped it to make sure I had everything, and then zipped it back up, and ran out of his room.

Step by step I made my way back downstairs, and entered the living room once again. "Sit on the floor." I instructed, knowing it would be easier and more comfortable.

"The floor? Baby, are you sure it can't—"

"The floor gives me better lighting, and a better angle to your face." I interrupted as I sat down, and then waved happily for him to come over to me.

Javon stood up with a huff, and within seconds he was standing over me. "Now sit." I instructed, pointing in the spot directly across from me.

With a loud groan he took the seat across from me, and sat criss-cross like I did. I scooted a bit closer to him, to the point where our knees were touching each other.