Crush/Boyfriend Imagines

㊵. Beauty Night

This was cuter in my head :/ Hope you enjoy!

Type: Fluffff

Prompt: Y/n decided to whip out the face masks for her and y/bfs beauty night. :)

Word Count: 457

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"Okay, y/bf, pull back your hair," you commanded, reaching for two of your many face masks.

"Why did I agree to this?" Y/bf sighed, doing his best to pull his hair back.

"Okay, ready?" You asked, squeezing some of the 'mask' onto your fingers.

"Yep."

Smoothly, you began massaging the mask onto his face in circular motions.

"Ahh, it's cold!" Y/bf exclaimed, leaning away from your hands.

"Don't worry, I'm almost done," you chuckled, covering the remainder of his face with the face mask.

"Alright, you're done!"

"Ahh! I look like a monster!" He shouted, making a 'scary' face as he looked in the mirror.

"Well, I'm about to be a monster with you," you giggled, pulling your own hair up.

"Can I do it?"

"As long as you're careful."

"I'll be careful; I don't want to hurt my y/n."

Gingerly, he squeezed some of the mask onto his fingers, ever so carefully beginning to cover your face.

"Wow, you have amazing cheekbones," y/bf muttered, his facial expression showing complete concentration.

"Aww, you're so sweet," you cooed, leaning in for a kiss.

Unfortunately, you missed his lips, leaving mask all over his almost dried face.

"I'm so sorry!" You apologized, trying not to laugh.

"You're lucky I love you," he groaned, clearing the mask off his face.

Finally, without any other incidents, you both had face masks on, lying on your bed waiting for your faces to dry.

"Come here, let's take a picture," y/bf suggested, pulling out his phone.

You moved into view of the camera, waiting for him to get into the shot as well. Suddenly, y/bf snapped a picture of you without warning.

"Perfect," he smirked, setting the picture as his wallpaper.

"Y/bf, no! I look so ugly in that picture!" You shrieked, lunging for his phone.

"Oh, shush! You look beautiful as always!"

"You better not show anyone that," you sighed, flopping down on the bed.

"So I can't post it?"

"Y/bf, I swear."

"You swear what?" He teased, holding the phone above your head with Instagram queued up on the screen.

"I'll never talk to you again. OR kiss you," you stated, turning your back towards him.

"Okay, okay, I won't post it!" He complied, exiting out of the app.

"Good. That's what I thought," you smirked, ruffling his hair.

"Now, can we wash these off?" He motioned towards the face masks.

Idk how to end that :/ Hope it wasn't too bad!