I wake up to the sound of my phone alarm.
"Hey y/n,"A voice says from the other room "Coffee or tea" A familiar face pops round the doorway.
Remi.
Is.
In.
My.
Kitchen.
"Rem?" I call out thinking i'm dreaming still
"You look like you've seen a ghost, what's up?" He had a black eye and split lip.
"Holy fuck, are you okay?" I ask in shock
"What? I'm fine, I just wanna know what you what for breakfast"
"You've got bruises on your face and you're worried about me!?"
"Well you were the one that got kicked in the stomach and thrown on the floor" He replied taking a mug out of the cupboard.
"Fair enough, you know you can borrow my make-up if you want, I'd be embarrassed with a black eye"
"You sure? You might get cooties" He laughs jokingly.
I walk into my bedroom with Remington not far behind, and go over to my desk.
"Ta-da!" I say pointing at the make-up set out on the desk.
"Oh wow" He exclaims picking up my Boom Boom Room palette. "You even got the good stuff!"
"And the Kylie Jenner lip liner for eyeliner so that if I die I'll go out looking fabulous" I say making him giggle. "Now, Do you want tea or coffee Sir?" I say acting like a posh waitress.
"A coffee would be great, thanks"
"A coffee for the handsome young man!" I exclaim shouting into the kitchen to my imaginary chef.
I walk into the kitchen and have two coffees made in a few minutes "Oi, dickhead!" I shout into my bedroom, "how many sugars? oh, and do you want milk?"
"I was the handsome youngman two minutes ago, what's changed?"
"Answer my fookin question you fried chicken fetus!"
"One sugar and just a little bit of milk, I like my coffee strong" He replied.
I look over to see him pulling his lower eyelid down gently applying eyeliner on his waterline.
He places down the eyeliner and picks up my red lip stick smudging it gently down his chin.
For some reason I found that really hot but me being me I would find Remi throwing a donkey off a cliff hot.
I mean.
Who wouldn't.
It's Remington Leith.
Anyway he put away the make-up back into it's little set-up and turned to look at me. "Like it?"
"Why are you better than me at make-up, I thought girls were good at it but damn" I say coming back into the room and placing a mug of coffee on the desk and taking a sip out of the other.
"Want me to do you?" He says picking up his mug.
I forgot I have coffee in my mouth and inhale it, gasping for air.
"Y/n!" Remington jumps out of the chair at the desk and starts patting me on the back fairly hard but not enough to injure me.
"I'm fine" I say clearing my throat a few seconds later.
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Delivery Boy (Remington Leith X Reader) {Requests open}
RomanceY/n's bestfriend/roomate Monica has been kidnapped, y/n has to figure out who has taken her without seeming suspicious and befriend some of her favourite people on the way. Please feel free to comment on any page what I should do better or if you w...
