( 📁 makeup model. by lee jeno ＿ ⭐ O1O1 )
when a new package of makeup arrives, you can't help but use it on jeno.
𓍯 . ݁ ✦ ݁ . ─── pairing. lee jeno x fem!reader. genre. fluff, established relationship, cute. warnings. none.
nora notes. i don't care that he appears to be an alpha male, he is a baby girl. sorry for not updating for a long time, but i'm back! i try to keep this account afloat because it makes me quite happy.
when jeno received and opened a package in your name, he never thought he would end up in this situation.
sitting in front of you, with a furry thing on his head as you ran your hands over his face. that was the part he liked the most, anyway. your delicate and small hands tracing small circles on his cheeks, forehead and chin.
you applied products to it that he didn't understand their function, but he wasn't very interested in knowing it either. he just watched you. sitting in a swivel chair, with your legs crossed and wrapped in your pajamas, but in his big white t-shirt.
you looked so happy, quality and above all, comfortable. for jeno, you were like feeling at home; hugging you was like getting to sleep in a newly changed bed, being able to rest your head on the softest feather pillow and sleep in the warmest and most comfortable sheets.
that was his description of home because you were there. who loved him and cared for him like a son.
"we're done with the preparation" you said, breaking him out of his world. jeno blinked several times, fluttering his eyelashes at you.
"that's all?" he asked, thinking the process was too short to enjoy. he couldn't even do it because he was so engrossed in your beautiful face.
you looked at him with funny eyes, noticing how distracted he was. “no, baby, it was just the beginning” he nodded, much happier than before.
he watched you take out the palette with colors that he himself had received. he knew it was for the eyes because he had seen you do your makeup thousands of times.
he liked how you devoted affection to your appearance. and although according to him, you didn't need makeup, it always made you highlight the beauty you already possessed.
you held out the palette in front of his face. “you know what it is for, right?” he nodded. he smiled at you, not being able to help but touch your dimples fondly.
you gave his large hand a quick touch before continuing with your business. "well, what color do you want?" you asked him, he looked at you with his big, dark eyes, like a puppy.
he took your free hand in his, intertwining your fingers, "do what you want, baby girl, i don't care" he spoke softly, kissing your hand briefly.
“okay, brown then” you said, taking your makeup brush and smearing it with the soft blue color from the palette.
jeno watched as you turned the brush between your fingers, trying to soak the brown color quickly. he loved your hands madly, all the things they allowed you to do, do to him, were simply lovely to him.
he never let go of your clasped hand. “close your eyes, love” you ordered. jeno closed them quickly, allowing you to add the color.
your hand squeezed the space of his eyelid, making his eyes flutter at the sensation. “relax” you whispered, your voice being enough to relax him.
jeno felt how your wrist moved the brush from one side to the other, painting its socket with the color you had chosen. when you finished spreading and blending the color, you continued with his other eye, following the same steps.
jeno opened his eyes when he felt you move away, your mocking smile being the first thing he saw. "what's happening?" he asked curiously.
you shook your head as you giggled. “nothing, nothing, you just look beautiful” you laughed, leaning in to kiss the tip of his nose.
his hands caught your waist, preventing you from moving away from him, he rubbed his face with your stomach, leaving the occasional kiss.
"you're too far away, princess," he whispered into your stomach, his voice tender. you smiled, running your hands over the back of his neck, massaging it.
"i need to see your face well, baby" you replied. his eyes lifted to look at yours “sit here, then” he tugged at your waist, leaving you sitting on his lap.
“better” he grunted, stretching his legs and adjusting his hips to make you more comfortable. you hit his shoulder while laughing “idiot”.
you continued with what you were initially doing, taking the palette and with your finger, you took some glitter. jeno closed his eyes, letting your soft fingers touch his eyelids.
he put his hands under your shirt, massaging your hips and waist from top to bottom. your warm body quickly turned his cold hands into hot ones.
although this was something he hadn't thought about, it was something he loved. the closeness between the two of you, his body heat beneath yours, your breath hitting his face and, even though he couldn't see you, your face close to his.
if he didn't have his eyes closed right now, he would swear he wouldn't be able to stop kissing you and the whole makeup plan would go to waste.
jeno loved, no matter what, any situation where you, him and the closeness were involved.
your fingers abandoned their space in his socket, now feeling the softness of the brush. and it didn't compare to the softness of your fingers, not at all.
"we're done with the eyes" you said, kissing his nose and relaxing your back. jeno tightened his grip on your waist just in case.
he allowed himself to open his eyes, smiling at your image. looking at you was like going to heaven, or at least what people said it was, because he was seeing an angel.
"can i curl your eyelashes?" you asked him, jeno responded with a confused question "curl them?"
you nodded with a smile, taking your cosmetic bag and searching through the makeup for the curling iron. when you found it and showed it to him, he didn't seem very convinced about letting you do it.
he had seen you do it many times, and it always seemed like a horrible thing to him.
you quickly read his body language, caressing the side of his face to reassure him "it's not going to hurt, really" you assured him "but if you want, we won't do it"
he let his face fall into your hand, keeping his eyes steady on yours "alright". your comforting smile kept him afloat, and the process went quite well.
when you finished, you moved away from him a little, looking deeply into his eyes. jeno smiled when he saw you laugh, not being able to help but attack your neck with kisses when your head, after laughing, leaned back.
“you look gorgeous, my beautiful girlfriend,” you laughed into the crook of his neck as he pulled you closer.
“oh, you must be feeling really jealous right now” he whispered in your ear, poking your sides.
jeno loved to make you laugh. it was his daily dose. smile, laughter, hugs and kisses. that was what he needed.
he kissed the side of your head and when you moved away from his neck, he kissed your lips.
and with his lips on yours, he said "now i want to do your makeup"
it was his turn to laugh after your complaints.
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