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He started getting eyeliner on the shows and he looked soooo pretty with it; but we know that taking it out being tired is one of the worst feelings ever.
He was holding your hand, swinging it and with his shirt half unbuttoned through the corridors of the hotel. Everything was silent, you could only hear some of the boys saying goodnight some meters away and that meant that the tiredness was really present.
"I'm not even going to change my clothes" he said taking his shoes out once he sat in bed.
"But you should take the eyeliner out, is bad for the eyes" you said laughing at his 'no way' face while taking yours out "want me to do it for you?"
"Could you?"
You grabbed a new cotton and gently pushed him onto the bed to lie down, gently sat on top of him and ran the soft cleaner over his eyes for a second before he grabbed your hand. Those blue eyes looking at you directly made you feel butterflies in the stomach knowing what's about to happen.
"You have the cutest baby face without makeup"
All you answered was a little kiss.
"Sleeping with eyeliner is bad for the eyes but have they said something about kissing with it?"
"They said that the best kisses are with it"
"We should see if that's true"
He grabbed your face and kissed you slow for some minutes, breaking for some air with your lips still touching his.
You grabbed his face this time taking the eyeliner that was left trying not to start another makeout sesion, not like you care having another one, but his closed eyes everytime your hands touched a centimeter of skin and that slow opening to see you really showed how sleepy he was, so you tried to leave his lap without many movement letting him rest.
Turning around to change clothes, you hear a little sound that meant something like 'hey, i don't feel your body come back to bed' making you rush into bed again.