I know this is really short, it was just meant to be a one shot but then I also have a follow up chapter for it which I may post here.
"Damn it Huckleberry, stay still", Maya sighed, holding Lucas' face with her left hand whilst using her right hand to paint "war paint" on his face.
"Well, I'm sorry but the paintbrush is kinda tickling my face", he replied as he scrunched up his nose.
"Don't be such a baby", she laughed. "I'm almost done, just hold still one more second". Lucas watched the concentration on her face, secretly admiring the way he tongue slightly fell from the side of her mouth whilst she tried so hard to perfect the pattern she was painting on his face, thinking that the expression on her face was adorable. He desperately tried to remove these thoughts from his mind but they just grew stronger every second he looked at her. Her face was so close to his, he didn't think they'd ever been this close for this long before, he could feel her breath faintly on his face. He was brought out of his thoughts when she said, "Ok Huckleberry, that's you all finished up", she smiled and looked at him proudly, like she does at a finished piece of work in art class, "Now, you do me."
"You really trust me to paint on your face?", Lucas smirked.
"Yes, Sundance, I do, because you and I both know if you mess up my face I swear I will-", she paused and thought for a second, "well, let's just leave that to the imagination" she smiled, a very devious smile, stepping closer to Lucas. His heart was beating so hard in his chest, he's pretty sure she would be able to hear it if she got any closer to him.
He leaned towards and to the right of maya and picked up a paint brush and the face paints she'd just been using from the table beside her.
Whilst leaning closer to her to pick up the brush and paints, she felt her heart racing too. As he leaned backwards to position himself upright, she felt like everything was in slow motion, his face just missing hers, his breath on her face, the way he smiled at her slightly when he looked at her. It all made her heart race faster and faster. Why? She thought, why could that dumb Huckleberry make her feel like this. She too tried to get these thoughts out of her mind, but they just kept building as he took the paintbrush to her face, him using the brush so delicately on her face, it surprised her how delicate he could be. She watched his eyes dance all over her face, their faces again so close.
When he was done with her "war paint", she instantly turned to the mirror to her right, "Wow, Ranger Rick, not bad", she smiled "Good job". She turned back and realised how close together they still were standing, he noticed it, too. They stood there for a moment just looking at each other.
"Uh- I, um" Lucas stuttered, scratching the back of his neck and taking a little step back, "I better go see if uh, if anybody else needs some help" he laughed slightly nervously and turned and walked out of the door, leaving Maya there, very confused at everything her mind had been taunting her with for the past 15 minutes.
