Lipstick Love
A/N: Ok, so I posted this a while ago as part of the 30 Days 30 Songs challenge, but I got HORRIBLE flames because it's a song fic. I decided to remove it until I felt I could re-post it as a single fic inspired by a song and here it is.
Jedward's Lipstick is the inspiration here. (Kind of).
Disclaimer: Don't own them, just playing with them. Don't own the song. Beta read by I think ur Superman.
He sat in a trance as he watched her get ready. The way she would either curl her hair or straighten it, depending on her mood. The clothes she would wear depending on the day and the way she would wear her make up.
He loved her in whatever she wore, be it the fitted blouses and the dress trousers she wore to work or the tight jeans and tops she wore on their days off. He even loved to see her in his clothes. His boxers and t-shirt when he was working longer than her, or his wrinkled shirt torn off of him as soon as they got in the door from work only to fall into bed and make love.
The make up she would wear would turn him on as well. The barely there tones she wore when they had Jamie, or were at work. The smokey eyes and dark red lipstick she wore when they went out to a club or a party. And the freshly washed face when she got into bed every night.
Whether she wore lipstick or not, there was always going to be a lipstick mark belonging to her on his heart.