•I'm Hooked • Why Don't We•

20 - "I ... I'm quite speechless right now"

I'm in the middle of applying my eyeliner, sitting in front of the closet mirror with my legs crossed as the door opens again and I turn to look at whoever comes into the room.

"What are you doing?" Jonah chuckles, probably because I look quite ridiculous with one eye done perfectly and the other one basically untouched.

Turning back to the mirror, I continue the difficult task of getting the perfect wing hoping to match the one on my other eye, concentrating mostly on that as I give him an answer.
"Well, what does it look like, buddy?"

"Ouch, did you just put me in the 'buddy-zone'?" Jonah walks up to me, as I glance at him through the mirror and he stops right behind me, his eyebrows raised, making these cute wrinkles appear on his forehead.

"Maybe" I offer him a small smirk, happy with my work as I put the cap back on the eyeliner and put it in my bag, fishing for the mascara instead.

"Would you do this with your buddy?" His question makes me grin, even before he does whatever he has planned.
Crouching down, Jonah tilts his head foreward as his lips connect with my cheek, making me bite down the huge grin.

"Stop, I need to get this done" giggling, I push his face away slightly before I open the mascara and apply it on my eyelashes, his chuckles filling my ears.

"You realise that you don't need that, right?" Sitting down next to me as he pulls his knees closer to him and lazily lets his arms drop on them, his eyes search mine in the mirror.

"That's really cute and really cheesy, but I look like a crackhead without make up on" a dry laugh leaves my lips, before I move on to my other eye.

"What? No, you don't" furrowing his eyebrows at me, his hand nudges in my side.

"Kinda" I shrug, offering him a small smile, dropping the mascara in my bag and closing it before I turn, so I'm facing Jonah now.

"You are beautiful with and without make up, but I prefer you without a mask" his whole body seems tense as he turns to face me better as well, crossing his legs too, our kness basically touching.

Did I mention he is shirtless? Because he is and keeping my eyes at his face isn't easy though I manage, based on the 'serious' talk we're having.

"Jonah, I really appreciate you saying this, but I don't like myself without make up. I feel really selfconscious about all my flaws, though I have to admit, I like not wearing make up too. I feel more like myself and free. It sounds stupid but that's the truth. Unfortunately, society gave us this perfect image of women and how they need to look, it's crushing, really." Closing my mouth, I'm surprised that I just opened up to Jonah like that. Don't get me wrong, I can talk to all of the boys about anything but talking to a boy about the subject of make up is something I didn't think I'd do.

"I like you for you. Not because of the make up and not because of your clothes or anything. I like you. I just want you to know that. You don't have to wear make up around me if you don't want to. I love seeing your face" reaching his hand out to my face, I lean into his touch instantly, my smile mirroring his small one.

"Thank you" my voice barely above a wisper as I lean closer to him and slowly connect our lips for a small kiss.
Pulling away, I'm met by a smirk, an amused look taking over my face.

"I really don't want to ruin this moment, but I just want to let you know that you don't need to wear clothes around me either, if you don't feel like it" Grinning stupidly at me, I let a small scoff leave my lips.

"You truly are something else" shaking my head, I push his face away from me, reaching behind me to grab the make up bag and closing it, planning on bringing it back to Daniel's room.