Ignorance is bliss (yandere female x female reader)

Later that day

"Are you done yet?" You groan at Harper who is currently putting on her makeup.

"Are you done accepting that I'm never telling you what happened last night yet?" She replied calmly as she lightly pats her skin with her fingers to blend her contour.

After your (very) late breakfast, Harper insisted going back up to the hotel room to 'properly prepare' for the day. Which means changing into clothes that are more stylish and putting on makeup to make herself presentable.

"You're already pretty, Harper. So pretty that you can beat those greek gods in some beauty pageants. Can we just gooooo..?" You whined.

"This isn't about my appearance, the air outside is dry and cold. I'm just using makeup as protection against it." She pulled out an eyebrow pencil from her makeup bag.

"Then what is with the artwork on your face!? Can't you just slap on some... whatever face, um... protection cream and call it a day?" You lean against the wall next to the dresser.

"Because. I like it. I look flawless while protecting my natural skin underneath. Killing two birds with one stone." Once she is satisfied with her eyebrows, she moved onto her liquid eyeliner.

"It won't kill you to do some skincare for once, (y/n). While waiting for me, show yourself some love and use my moisturizer over there." She pointed at it with her pinky finger. You grumble as you grab the small tube and trudge to the bathroom.

You were halfway done applying moisturizer on your face until Harper called your name.

"(Y/n)? Could you come here for a second?" You emerged the bathroom and moved towards the dresser. "What?"

"Should I go with classic rouge, bold black, daring purple or innocent pink?" She showed you her collection of lipsticks.

"I don't know! Just pick one, damn it!" Harper narrowed her eyes at you.

"Fine then, I'll choose." She grabbed the classic red one first and applied a generous amount on her lips. Thinking that she's almost done, you continued applying moisturizer until she suddenly grabbed you by the collar and yanked you towards her.

"What the—! Hey!" She smooched you on the cheek. There is a very prominent, red lipstick print on your face.

"Hmm, too boring." She wiped her red lipstick off and started applying black. Meanwhile, you are attempting to remove the stain by rubbing on it.

You didn't notice the looming figure over you. "Hey! Stop that!" Another lipstick print, now in black appeared on your forehead.

"Ew, too much." She removed her black lipstick. Now knowing the pattern, you rubbed the new stain off with wary eyes. Once she finished applying the purple one, you covered your face in defence.

"At least my hands are easy to wash— hey!" She ended up kissing you on the neck.

"Umm. Close, but not quite—"

"Okay, Okay! Pink! Pink looks great on you!" You rubbed your neck and shield yourself with the palm of your hand.

"Who says I wanted it to look good on me?" She reached out to grab you but you dodged her hands. You weren't so lucky the second time, she tackled you to the ground just to put another lipstick mark on you.