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This felt nice.
laying on his girlfriends chest while his boyfriend held his face in one hand and gently applied eyeliner to his eye with the other; It’s was messy, the liner was smudged and his eyelids were covered completely in dark tones of eye-shadow, it was surprising that he wasn’t allergic to any of the products being used, and he hoped it stayed that way.
He felt Crimsons fingers comb through his curls, her nails slightly poking his scalp from time to time.
”your hair is very soft.” Crimson spoke out in their usual monotone voice, Mickey softly giggled.
“stay still” Ennui said, pulling the liner away from their boyfriends eye so it wouldn’t poke him.
”oh, u-Hh sorry” Mickeys voice cracked, he mentally slapped himself for the embarrassment voice crack.
“It’s okay” Ennui responded nonchalantly, sometimes Mickey gets a bit upset with how little his partners show any emotion, but over-time he’s learned to except it.
Crimson piped up, “Mick”
“yeah?”
“Did you take off your binder yet?”
aw fuck.
Of course, the ONE thing he needed to remember he FORGETS.
How could he have forgotten?
How stupid can he be?
He knows the consequences of keeping a binder on for more then eight hours, and still he forgot?
”mick, are you okay” Ennui chimes in, slightly pulling away from Mickey.
”oh uh, yeah I’m fine! And um, no, no I kind of forgot.. sorry” Mickey said, snapping out of his thoughts.
”it’s okay, just change now” Crimson told him.
”I- okay,,” Mickey said as he got up off the bed, he walked to the bathroom and locked the door behind him, he slowly pulled his blue hoodie off and tossed it onto the ground, it wasn’t taking the binder off that made him upset. It’s was just how he looked with it off.
He slid his white undershirt off carefully, trying not to ruin his shirt by the black makeup on his face.
And there it was.
The black binder that tightly hugged his chest, he sighted as he grabbed the bottom of the binder, slightly struggling to get it off, when he finally got it off, three knocks caught him off guard.
”Hello?” He responded.
”you forgot your bra, and we know you don’t like wearing anything without your binder on so Ennui let you borrow one of Its shirts to cover it up slightly.” Crimson said through the door.
”can you open the door so I can hand them to you” Crimson asked, Mickey opened the door a crack, without saying a word back, he took the clothes from the goths hand, mumbling a quiet ‘Thank you’ as he closed the door, locking it again.
He slipped the dark blue sports bra over his shoulders, slightly adjusting it so it felt for comfy. Next he pulled the black t-shirt over his head and pushed his arms through the holes; the shirt was covered in skulls and it had some Iceland text on it (or at least that’s what Mickey was guessing, since the goths knew Iceland). Mickey grabbed his clothes as he walked out from the bathroom, throwing his stuff on the ground, he once again got on the bed, he head resting against Crimsons.
”ready” Ennui asked.
”Y-yeah I’m ready” Mickey smiled”
And once again Ennui went close to his face again, slowly dragging the black eyeliner under his lower eyelid.