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When Olive woke up the next morning, she didn't even have to look at her cheekbone to know the bruise probably looked a lot worse than when she had fallen asleep.
Olive climbed out of bed and grabbed her claw clip off her nightstand before heading to the bathroom, putting her hair up as she walked.
It was very rare if the bathroom was empty considering it's for five teenagers so Olive wasn't surprised that Steven was in there, brushing his teeth.
Steven gave Olive a small, toothpaste-y smile as she walked in, her bruise was the first thing his eyes fell on, but he quickly looked into her eyes so she wouldn't notice. "Hey, Ollie." He cheered, his mouth full of toothpaste.
Olive laughed at Steven before she felt pain in her cheekbone from her bruise. Olive winced quietly, looking away from Steven. Olive blinked a couple times. She knew she got punched, but she didn't think it'd hurt that much.
"Good morning." Olive sang sweetly, looking back up to Steven, trying to give him the best smile she could without wincing from her bruise.
She grabbed her toothbrush from the toothbrush holder and put some toothpaste on it before she started to brush her teeth. Steven watched Olive from the mirror for about ten seconds before he turned to look down at her.
"You gonna make your infamous sunny side ups for the first morning at the beach house?" Steven asked, raising his brows.
Olive immediately nodded, looking up at him. "Oh, of course. Those are my specialty. Pretty sure I'm only here to make everyone breakfast." Olive joked, trying her hardest to enunciate as best she could since she was still brushing her teeth.
"Obviously." Steven shot back as he spat out his toothpaste. Olive pushed her shoulder into his, making the boy laugh. When he finished brushing his teeth, Steven sat on the covered toilet, figuring he'd wait for Olive to finish her morning routine so they could both go down to the kitchen together.
When Olive finished brushing her teeth and started grabbing the colorful bottles from the corner of the counter, Steven's brows furrowed. "What's that?" He asked.
Olive looked at the boy from the mirror as she opened the bottle and put some of the cream in her hand. "Cleanser." She said, turning on the faucet and putting a little bit of water in her hands.
Steven was only more confused. "What's that?" He asked again just before Olive's hands reached her face. Olive froze, looking back up at Steven's reflection in the mirror. "You don't use... cleanser?"
"Nope." Steven said casually, shaking his head. Olive tilted her head at the boy. He had to use something. "Moisturizer?"
"Nuh uh." Steven said and Olives eyes widened. She now turned to face him directly. "Toner?"
"Don't even know what that is." Steven said, a small, amused smile on his face as he watched Olive's reaction. Her eyes scanned over his face. It was so nice. What does he use to keep it that way??
