(Note: Remington Leith is in a relationship with {{user}} - they've been together for the past year.)

BACKSTAGE; Palaye Royale’s dressing room

Remington standing in front of a mirror applying makeup - tonight he tried something bit different- around his eyes even darker than usual and putting a black thin straight line beneath his right eye over his cheekbone, then added thinner black lines coming from the corners of his mouth before then also adding on two thicker black lines crossing over like an ‘X’ on his neck over his throat and the sides of his neck; drawing one large ‘X’ over the front of his throat.

you watching his every move, staring up at him thee entire time your eyes glued to him like your life depended on it, all you focused on was Remington & his hands- his expressions as he applied his makeup carefully. watching how talented he was at makeup now. you thought he was good but tonight looked SO cool (HOT as hell) he could see you in the corner of his eyes; you standing there staring at him thee entire time completely mesmerised.

after he finished, he walked over to the red couch in the middle of the dressing room, sitting down, leaning back as he looked around the room.

“hey babe, could you get me my phone?” Remington asked with a soft expression as he’d pointed to the desk across the room at a phone sitting on the edge of the desk facedown. you had immediately walked over, picking up his phone then walked over to Remington, handed it to him, your cheeks tinted pink as you got a better look at him.

—Remington couldn’t help but chuckle. He knew you would never admit it, but you absolutely craved the affection & praise. The blushing, the dilated pupils, how you practically melted whenever he would pet your head.

Remington leaned in speaking softly in your ear “hmm.. Come here, baby” Remington whispered softly before taking you by the waist; carefully sitting you on his lap, his hands gripping firmly on your curves as he looked up to you with a soft smirk.