While Your Lips Are Still Red
"You look very nice in red."
Was what Ivan said to the woman next to him. She stared at him sideways weird, stuffling on the concrete stair they sat on and pulling the back of her dress straght to sit on.
Her curls whirled around almost like a tornado when she whipped them around to look up at him right. If he was correct he could see a little blush on her cheeks.
Or it could make-up he couldn't tell.
Adjusting her position so her knees were pointing towards him she began to talk.
"And why is that?" Her lips pulled into a tight smile which really made him stare in amazement.
Amelia's smile was to big for her own good. The bright red really brought out her eyes and complection.
"Because I think you're very beautiful. Also your smile is one of the many things I like about you."
He titlted his head to the left and gave her his own little smile.
She giggled a little with a cheeky grin.
Her teeth looked even brighter with the lipstick on.
It's been like this ever since they first met. It started in the library she couldn't reach a book and he got it for her when he seen her struggling.
The woman tugged her curls behind her ear and said the first words Ivan remembers her saying.
"You're very tall."
It wasnt the first time he heard that but coming from her it sounded angelic.
"You're welcome." He said back.
Amelia started coming back to the library on purpose just to see him.
When she first caught glimpse of his amazingly violet eyes she knew she was going weak in the knees.
How big he was compared to her was another thing just imagine her cradled in his arms...
Stop it girl! She told herself.
Stop thinking like that and go talk to him...!
He was back in the same isles of books when they first met. Maybe he came back to see her too?
He did.
He saw her when she first came in looking around curiously and asking the librarian where the space books were when she already knew.
They caught eyes and eyed each other.
Then it started again.
"I was told that I could be a Marilyn Monroe impersonator."
Refreshing his memory on who that was he guessed he could see the resemblance.
He asked her out on a date the third time they met each other.
She told him she'll think about it.
She did. She just figured that since it's been weeks since he said it that he forgot.
He didn't. In fact he thought about it all the times he seen her.
"I thought about your question, and I say yes."
Ivan turned In her direction eyes wide.
"Really?" He breathed out.
Amelia nooded and scooted closser to him. He did the same.
He set his left-hand down beside her hip and put their forheads together.
"Where would you like to go?" He spoke softly raising his right to put on her knee.
She sighed "Somewhere simple, I don't like fancy places with lots of people."
Ivan brought his hand up to her face rubbing in small circles with his thumb.
He noticed that she wasn't wearing blush.
"Da, anywhere that is comfortable for you."
He stared at her lips for a while then Amelia got the hint and brought their lips together.
After a long and passionate kiss they stared into each other's eyes.
The warm air complementing how warm they felt inside.
"But, do me one favor." He said after a while of just staring.
"What'll that be?" Amelia responded.
Ivan kissed her again while her lips were still red.
"Wear this lipstick again. Red should be your siganature look."
I just wanted to make a story with the title 'While Your Lips Are Still Red' don't mind me.
Characters are not mine and sorry for any mistakes im on my phone.