"Dean! Where's my make up bag gone?" I looked everywhere around my room but it wasn't anywhere.
"I have no idea love." I heard him walk up the stairs, walking into my room with a massive smirk on his face.
"Don't lie to me." He lightly laughed over at me, as I stood in front of him with my arms crossed.
"I honestly don't know where you've put it."
"Dean, I swear down, I'm going to give you ten seconds to run before I beat you down and give me my make up." His smirk got bigger.
"I'm petrified babe!" He sarcastically said. "But fine, I will go and grab it, but you don't need it anyway." He turned away to go and grab it, when I jumped onto his back, wrapping my arms around his neck. "I just said I'd go and get it."
"I know, this is just mild seeing as you took it in the first place." He grabbed under my legs, walking me into the spare room, where he pulled out the drawer and handed it to me.
"Seriously though, you don't need to use all that." I jumped down, walking back to my mirror.
"If you say so."
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