3/15/2023 0 Comments Eddie ilinerI’m going to line your waterline so you really can’t move. “Okay, so now you have to keep your eyes open and look up. He looks up at you with his beautiful bambi-eyes, accentuated prettily by a line on his top lid. When that is finished, you lean back and ask him to open his eyes. You cap the eyeliner, switch the hand you lean on and uncap the eyeliner again to work on lining the line of his lashes on his other eye. You can really trace the line of his lashes very precisely in this position. Your other hand once again uncaps the eyeliner pencil and you get to work to the eye closest to your hand. Then you place one hand on your bed next to his face for you to lean on. You’re a bit overwhelmed with how intimate this feels, but you force yourself to get over it. You feel him freeze for a second and then fully relax. You lean forward so his face is in front of yours. “Everything you do is fine, sweetheart,” he answers sweetly, darkening your blush. “Is this okay?” you ask him a few seconds later, to make sure you’re not making him uncomfortable or anything. He makes a face at you, but closes his eyes. “Shut up and close your eyes, Munson,” you retort smartly, a beginning blush painting your cheeks. “If you wanted to sit on my lap, you could’ve just asked, you know,” he winks at you. His eyes widen in surprise and his lips easily fall into a smirk afterwards. You move over to him and throw a leg over his lower stomach, effectively straddling him. He looks at you expectantly, folding his hands behind his head. He opens his eyes, shrugs and just lays down on your bed, not knowing what’s to come. “Okay, it’s difficult doing your eyeliner like this, could you maybe lay down?” you ask him, slightly timidly. Another position in which you can do his eyeliner comes to mind and a flare of braveness rises in you. You reposition your eye lining hand multiple times but can’t seem to find a comfortable position. You’re secretly glad that you brushed your teeth earlier, having had a piece of popcorn from watching the movie got stuck in your teeth. You know your breath is fanning his face and you can feel his on yours. With your other hand, you uncap the eyeliner pencil and very lightly try to line his eyes. You delicately place a hand on the top of his head to make sure he keeps his head still and for something for you to lean on. “Sir, yes, sir,” he promises, jokingly saluting. “Okay, close your eyes and stay very stil,” you command him. It’s a queen size bed, so there’s enough space for the both of you to be on it together. You grab your eyeliner pencil and make your way over to him onto your bed. Some part of you wishes he would say no, but another, even bigger, part wishes he would say yes. Because doing Eddie’s eyeliner would mean being really close to him for an extended period of time. You clearly didn’t think it through, though. “I could do yours, too, if you want,” you offer him. “Looks fucking metal!” he exclaims suddenly, realizing that he was staring a tad too long. You’ve never told him though, out of fear of rejection and of ruining your friendship. You were watching him perform during a corroded coffin concert and it all came crashing down on you how much you love him. You had figured out you love Eddie two years ago. The milkshakes in the diner closest to Eddie’s trailer. The record shop outings where you bought each other records. There were the countless movie nights, where you alternated between who could pick the movies. But the two of you hung out much more than that. These five years consisted of you joining - but not actually ever playing - hellfire meetings, you had designed the logo of both hellfire and corroded coffin, you also were there for every concert. The two of you have been best friends for five years, ever since you both started high school. It’s a dangerous game, being best friends with the guy you’re hopelessly in love with. Your face reddens the longer he stares at you and you wonder what he’s thinking about that makes him stare that long. You have watched a movie with Eddie earlier and someone was wearing black eyeliner and you felt like trying it out.Įddie stares at your face with an intense gaze. Eddie is lounging on the bed, humming along to Blondie playing softly from your record player (although he’d never admit to liking Blondie). “So, how does it look?” you ask Eddie, turning around from where you’re sitting on the floor in front of your full length mirror. Warnings: None that I can think of, let me know if there are!Īuthor’s note: There aren’t any descriptions of reader, so it can be read as gender neutral reader! Hope you guys enjoy :)) Summary: You do Eddie’s eyeliner, straddling him, and your feelings for your best friends start bubbling to the surface.
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