The girl with secrets

Fourty Seven

Oh god, he can be so dramatic.

Fuck me.

"Gladly blondie" he says and I cringe

"I said that out loud didn't i?"

"Yes, but it's nice to hear what your thinking" he says before I rinse off my face

"Why do you wash your face so much?" He asks me holding one of the products in his hand

"It's called skincare" i tell him

"Yeah but you wash it in the morning and at night" he tells me

"I know, that's because I used to have troubled skin. I take tablets and stuff for it now" i tell him

I take the toner from his hand and put it onto my face.

"And what do the tablets do?" He asks me

"Keeps the spots at bay, it just reduces them" i tell him

"But you still wash your face?" He asks

"Daring, it's a process" I tell him and he chuckles

"So.... hang on. Mum has that moisturiser, I remember cause she put it on Ace cause his skin was dry" he says with a laugh

"You know these products are good for your skin" I say looking at him

"Yeah..." he says hesitantly before realisation hits him

"No" he states

"Yes! Come on... for me" i say and he sighs

"Fine, but do not tell the lads" he says

"I won't tell them" i say

"Good, now what first?" He asks grumpily

"Cleanser" i say with a smile, "you don't need a lot cause it lathers up"

"I'm going to pretend I understood all of that" he says rolling his eyes

"I'm so jealous, you've got clear skin" i say

"Good genes" he says

Good genes, very good genes for other things as well.

"Hello? Rapunzel?" He asks waving his hand in front of my face

"Huh?" I ask him

"What next?" He asks

"Wait, did you wash your face for thirty seconds?" I ask him

"No" he says

I give him an unimpressed look, "fine, I didn't tell you to do that I'll take the blame"

"Then the toner" i say and he picks it up

"It's like a spray" he says

"No shit Sherlock" I tell him and he rolls his eyes with a smile tugging at his lips

He sprays it on his face and I move past another product before picking up the moisturiser.

"What about the one you just missed out?" He asks

"You have clear skin, that one is to put directly on spots" i tell him and he nods

"This is the moisturiser" I tell him and he puts it on his face.

"My face feels so smooth" he says in shock

"I know" i say smiling at him through the mirror

"What is this, like how?" He says confused

"I know!"

"I'm in shock" he says touching his face and i laugh before leaving.

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I trace my fingers over Finns stomach as he sleeps.

I've not been able to sleep and it's half three.

Half three in the morning.

I move away from him and sit up, I take a glance at him sleeping before I walk onto the balcony in his shirt.

I look up to see the stars lighting up the sky and I can't help but just stand there and admire the view in front of me in awe.

All of a sudden i feel him kiss my neck and then he puts his hands on my hips.

I roll my head back to give him better access and his hands travel across my body.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" He asks me in between kissing my neck

I close my eyes and lean back and rest my head on his shoulder.

"I couldn't sleep" I finally get out

"Well then, we better do something about that then" he says as his hands trails across my body.

My breath hitches when I feel his hand move lower down my body.

He slides his hand slowly across my body and I lean against him.

All of a sudden he stops.

"I don't like it when I got don't get pleasure from the one I desire the most" he says huskily in my ear.

"Me neither" I say turning around and smashing my lips against his and he automatically kisses me back.

His hands squeeze my ass as I wrap my arms around his neck.

This time it seems more rushed, like we both want each other more than anything in the world.

He picks me up and lies me on the table.

This is going to be a long night.