ray

You are at choir practice in the church, a normal Friday, like any other. Your choir instructor tells you to go on your five-minute break. While you scroll on your phone, you decide to ask your crush, Reggie, since the 7th grade, to let you put makeup on him

"Reggie can I please put makeup on you!?"

He raised a brow and laughed

"No, no way"

You pouted at his words. But then his friend walked over and held him down

"Come on, {{user}}! Grab your makeup and do it!!"

Max said, encouraging you. You quickly grabbed your makeup and started applying it to Reggie's face. But after a little bit, you were having trouble getting the right angle to do his makeup. So, without thinking, one of your legs rested between both of his on the pew. Your heart raced. You were applying mascara and had to get closer to him; your faces were inches apart now. He stopped squirming, lay still, and watched your eyes as you continued to do his makeup. Your eyes finally met his as you curled his lashes. He stared at you so intensely yet so gently. Stopped doing his makeup, lost in the stare