Johnny Orlando Imagines

+ annoying

t h i r d   p e r s o n

You groaned as you fiddled with the hem of Johnny's t-shirt.

   You pouted as you watched him with his eyes glued to the television,where some random movie played.

     You poke his soft cheeks, without getting a response.

  You thought and started playing with his hair. You giggled while doing so.

     "Perfect.", you said as you took a picture of the middle part and his braids you had made.

"What are you doing,Y/N?", Johnny groaned.

  "I'm boreddd.", you whined.

You continued playing with his hair until you were bored of it.

    You looked at Johnny who was sound asleep now.

You raised your eyebrow with a smirk on your face.

     You ran to you room and grabbed your makeup from the vanity before running downstairs.

You tip toed to the couch where he was sleeping.

  You sat down and bit your lip preventing the giggle from escaping your lips.

You took out your eye shadow,black lipstick and some other stuff.

    You started to cake his face with makeup. While doing so, you tried your best not to let out the giggles.

What a deep sleeper, you thought.

     He looked beautiful.

You took a few pictures of him before posting one on Instagram.

  My beautiful girl/boy😂. I don't think I could look this pretty with make up on🙈💜.

You typed the caption before posting it. (Caption above)

    You heard shifting beside you.

Johnny slowly opened his eyes and rubbed them causing the eyeshadow to smudge.

     "Hey.", he said in his sleepy voice.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty.", you giggled.

  His phone then dinged notifying him.

    You watched as his eyes widened before looking at you.

He saw the post you tagged him in.

  "Y/N,you did not.", he warned.

"I did.", you laughed.

   He got up and ran to look at himself in the mirror.

You waited for him.

   He came back with a smirk on his face. Confused,you said,"I guess you liked it?"

    "Oh, I did. But this lipstick will look better on your lips.",he said, the smirk refusing to leave his face.

Your eyes widened as he got closer to you.

  Before you could get up to run, you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist causing you to fall back down on the couch.

     He leaned in and kissed you.

Without caring about the lipstick being smudged on your face as well, you kissed back.
   
     "You're annoying.", he said playfully.

"You love me anyway.", you giggled.

    "A lot.", he said.

Later that day, he posted a picture of the two of you with lipstick smudged over your faces.

   He captioned it: She's annoyingly annoying. And that's why she's mine💘💄🙈.

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This was crap, but trust me, better imagines are on their way.

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