Red Flag

Chapter 10

The green eyed boy splashed a bit of cologne on his neck as he waited patiently for his girl to do her make up, he wasn't the most punctual person in the planet either but they had a minute to spare. They were meeting his friends at a bar/restaurant down town and, if he was nervous about it, he couldn't imagine what was going on in Ryan's mind right now.

"Fucking aye!" The girl exclaimed angrily from inside the bathroom, Matt turned to the open door wide eyed and with raised eyebrows.

"Everything alright in there?" He asked as he walked toward the room. Peaking inside he saw that the counter was a mess with all of her beauty products spread all over it "wow..."

《I could get used to this》 he thought, smiling to himself.

"I promise I'll clean up after I'm done, it's just it's the fifth time I've done my eyeliner already and you're probably thinking 'well Ryan, who cares you're gonna be wearing your glasses anyways and it's not like men notice make up so' " she finished the sentence by blowing raspberry "but I really want to get this look right for me more than anything, cause you're obligated to tell me I look pretty even if I don't and I forgot my straightener so my hair is already disgusting cause I blow dried it, but it's not the same, and my period is starting tomorrow and I wanna go to bed and cuddle with Jax and you always look like a fucking model withouteven trying" she spoke quicker than he ever thought possible and then it turned into a whine sort of noise and tears were threatening to come out her eyes.

"Hey, hey, no no no. Come on" he cupped her cheeks. "You look absolutely beautiful, I mean it" he said glancing down at her tight black dress, it had an opening in one of her shoulders so you could have a tiny peak of her cleavage and see most part of her right shoulder, where her dragon tattoo, which Matt found extremely sexy, was "but to me you look stunning without make up and wearing your glasses. I know that means horse shit to you right now cause you're dressing up for yourself and I get it, so, I can help you with your make up" he smiled at her.

"Really?" She scrunched her face at him

"Yeah, I have great pulse. I used to do my mom's eyeliner for her, and my grandma's she got all the men she wanted thanks to me" he said fiddling with one of her lip liners and flipping it like a drum stick. "So, what are we doing?" He leaned back on the counter and watched Ryan's expression change from sketchiness to confusion.

"I'm gonna trust in your word, mainly cause I zoned out halfway through what you were saying and we're now running late so" she handed him her eyeliner and stood in front of him, the light hitting her face perfectly. "Okay, what you wanna do is follow the natural shape of my uper eyelid, you see the darker shade over here" she pointed at the skin on the outside of her eye

"Yup" he nodded, eyeliner at the ready like a gun and tongue poking the inside of his mouth in concentration

"You wanna draw a line as thin as possible right on that, and don't make it too long please. Just a little doosh, doosh" she said mimicking applying eyeliner to herself.

"Okay now, close your eyes" he said and she complied "so obedient, god" he joked

"Stop, focus" she deadpaned with her eyes still closed.

"Sorry" he placed his free hand on her forehead, holding the container with two fingers as he drew the line on her left eyelid, blowing on it softly he moved on to d bthe other eye. Stepping back he admired his art work. "I'd say those are twins, don't you think?" He asked, the girl opened her eyes and checked her boyfriend's work in the mirror.

"Where have you been all my life?" She turned to Matt with a big smile "okay now, mascara, I brush my teeth and we're done here" she said picking the item out of her makeup bag.