MakeUp | C.S.

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You sat cross-legged on your bed, your heartbeat quickening with every passing second. Your friend, Cobie, perched on the edge, a concentrated look on her face as she dabbed foundation onto your skin.

Her hands were steady, her touch light and familiar. The teo of you had been friends for years, sharing secrets, dreams, and everything in between. Yet today felt different. As Cobie moved closer to apply the concealer, your faces were mere inches apart. You could feel the warmth of Cobie's breath on your skin, a tingling sensation spreading from where her fingers grazed your cheek.

"Close your eyes," Cobie murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

You complied, feeling a shiver run down your spine as Cobie's fingers brushed against your eyelids.

The air between you seemed charged, every little movement magnified. You could sense
Cobie's hesitation, the slight tremor in her hand as she reached for the eyeliner. You opened her eyes slowly, meeting Cobie's gaze. The intensity in her eyes made your heart skip a beat.

"Cobie," you said softly, your voice trembling slightly. "I-"

Before you could finish, Cobie leaned in. Her lips met yours softly at first, a gentle brush that sent a shockwave through your body. Cobie's lips were warm and inviting, a perfect blend of softness and urgency. The kiss deepened as Cobie's hand cupped your cheek, her thumb stroking gently. You responded, your own hands finding their way to Cobie's waist, pulling her closer.

The world seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you suspended in that perfect moment.

Your senses were flooded with the taste of Cobie's lips, the faint hint of vanilla from her lip balm mingling with something uniquely Cobie. Your lips moved in a slow, deliberate rhythm, each kiss a silent confession of the feelings you had kept hidden for so long.

When you finally pulled apart, both of you were breathless, your foreheads resting against each other. Cobie's eyes sparkled with a mixture of joy and relief.

"I've wanted to do that for so long," she confessed, her voice barely more than a whisper, a shy smile spreading across her face.

"Me too," you admitted, your own smile mirroring Cobie's.

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