A Summer Fling (Aris x Reader AU)

21) Pretty Boy

All dressed and mostly dried, I went to go to my room just to stop for a moment and observe the sight. Y/N was on the floor, a mirror in front of her, as she was adding her signature lip gloss to her final look.

“Makeup? After just taking a shower?”I couldn't help but remark as I walked in.

“Yeah. It's the kind of art I feel like,”She said simply, pursing them together. When I guess she was satisfied she made a popping sound before wiping some of the excess from the top.

“It's pretty,”I said, sitting beside her. Her eyelids shimmered with this sort of translucent glitter that sparkles at her every move. By the window, in the setting sun, it was absolutely angelic, like stars in the night sky.

“You should let me do yours,”She eagerly replied, sitting up straighter.

“My makeup?”I clarified.

“Yes,”She nodded.

I can't say I’ve ever had any kind of product on my face. Unless lotion counts, but that's a totally different ball game.

There's a first time for everything.

“Yeah. Okay,”I shrugged. At my acceptance, she immediately grinned as she adjusted her position, her legs under her as she sat up even straighter and put herself a little taller than me. Grabbing her things that she scattered about the room, she put them to the side of her before grabbing my arm, turning it over to see my wrists.

“Yep. You're super cool toned,”She said simply.

“I’m. . . what?”

“Cool toned. We know you're pale and all that, but this lets me know how dark a blush you’ll need.”

“So warm toned is darker?”I guessed.

“Mhm. So silver and things like that would wash you out. Including some blues. Your eyes are really pretty though. At the same time, a darker lipstick would be nice on you so it can't be too extravagant.”

I sat there as she basically started talking to herself, planning aloud how she’d alter my face. I’m putting a ton of faith in her here. Not that I’m worried. She does all kinds of art. The likelihood of her ruining it is next to none. And if she does, who cares? This will make her happy.

She picked up a palette and mostly clean brush. Grabbing a tissue I hadn't noticed, she wiped it off, firmly holding the brush in it, dragging the bristles out.

“And ready,”She announced, leaning the eyeshadow towards her so I couldn't see it. Wow. Talk about gatekeeping. “Close your eyes,”She ordered. I did as she said, letting her run some mystery color over me. It felt weird? I think that'd be the word for it. It was sort of sticky, but also kind of dry and very powdery. The powder part makes sense, but I wasn't expecting the other things. To cut it short, it's not something I usually feel on my eyes.

“You wouldn't need concealer anyway so we don't have to worry about that,”She stated.

“Thank you,”I said simply as she pulled the brush away and blew on it.

“You're welcome,”She replied before just moving on to the other eye. Her movements seemed both effortless but precise. There was no urgency, but she just generally moves with that sort of grace. The kind that comes naturally, that makes her so appealing and heavenly.

“Keep them shut,”She ordered.

“Yes ma'am.”

I can't even see, and I know she rolled her eyes at that. It's like telepathy, except it's just being so close that we know the others move before they do. It's like a game of chess, except it's only competative at random moves and nobody actually loses.