#38. Makeup
He doesn't know why she bothers with makeup, but he likes it—not because it makes her eyes stand out, or her skin look flawless, or her lips more tempting than they should be. But because at the end of the day, she washes it all off with that strange liquid and cotton pads like stripping away an outer self until all that's left is her.
And maybe he's crazy, or possessive, but he loves it—loves that he's the only one that gets to see this side of her—loves that she's not afraid to be herself with him.
Thanks liv, for Babe and Makeup! (: