it was a lazy sunday afternoon with sunlight slipping in through the window of your shared apartment, catching little golden flecks in renees hair as she stood in front of you with her favorite purple shirt hanging off one shoulder. she had that mischievous look in her eye, the one that always meant you were about to get roped into something

"you said youd let me do it one day" she said, holding up the compact and brush like they were sacred tools

you groaned, laughing under your breath "i didnt think today would be the day rapp"

"youre already smiling" she teased, nudging your chin up gently with the end of the makeup brush "youre not even putting up a fight"

you didnt have it in you to resist. not with her standing this close with her hands so soft while she was looking at you like that. so you gave in with your arms slipping around her waist. you pulled her closer, grounding yourself in the warmth of her body as she started dabbing something light and glowy onto your cheekbones

"youre seriously gonna make me look like a barbie" you mumbled

"not a barbie" she said with a grin "more like.. my masterpiece"

that made you laugh and she beamed even harder. her fingers moved with such care like the whole thing wasnt about the makeup at all but about the intimacy of it

when she stepped back to admire her work, you leaned in again, forehead against hers "dont get used to this"

she smiled, brushing her thumb across your jaw "too late"