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summary : doing your makeup while sitting on leon's lap
notes : really self indulgent tbh
credits to the owner of the divider!
leon was feeling incredibly clingy today and you'd love to indulge him at his antics but sadly, you have work.
as soon as you woke up earlier, leon was trying to get you back to bed while mumbling incoherently and making some grabby hands at you. your boyfriend is so cute to be honest, but you cant miss work today cause you have an important meeting with some heads so with a kiss on his forehead, you immediately went to get ready and made some quick breakfast.
you ate and drank your coffee at the kitchen alone, thinking that leon will probably wake up later but after finishing up, you decided that you'll bring some cup of coffee for him if he wants to spend his morning in the bedroom.
"why are you awake already?". you asked in confusion when you finally went back in your room with a steaming mug of coffee to do your make up and you saw leon getting out of the bathroom.
"cant sleep without you". he grumbled as he scratches his tummy while walking towards you.
you just shook your head in amusement at him while you went to your closet to finally change into some work clothes. just a simple black pencil skirt, paired with some brown silky long sleeve top. then after adjusting everything, you went to your vanity but you found leon sitting on your plush chair.
"baby, go back to sleep". you softly said as you ran a hand through his hair. you know he's still tired considering he actually just got back from a long week mission yesterday night.
a week of being away from each other, only texts and phone calls are keeping you both sane.
leon hummed against your touch before he wrapped an arm around your waist and guided you gently on to his lap. he squeezed you tight causing you to smile and give him a kiss on his head again.
guess youre doing your make up on his lap today.
with that, both of you just let the silence fill the room while you started putting on your makeup and he's just feeling you up and observing you. from time to time, he takes the mug of warm coffee from the table that you brought with you earlier and takes a sip.
the warmth of the coffee and your weight on him makes him sigh in delight, he missed this. it was only a week but he missed this.
"whats that?". he mumbled as he watched you put something thin on your eyelids.
"eyeliner, its a new brand too". you told him as you finished up putting it before closing your eyes and turned your head towards him. "blow, please".
obediently, he carefully blows on your eyes to make the eyeliner dry. he did it for a few more seconds while his thumb on your thigh caressed the skin.
so soft and warm.
you smiled at him when you finally opened your eyes and leon swore he fell in love again. he watched you put down the eyeliner down on the table and you took another small pink bottle with a circle top on it. you opened it gingerly and tapped the applicator lightly on your hand before closing it back up.
leon kissed your shoulder as you spread the blush on your hand with a finger before patting it on your cheeks and blending it while looking through the mirror infront of you. when you blended everything, you figured its time to put some powder on your face before layering it with a powder blush soon.
"looks so beautiful". he hummed as he watches you through the mirror. he loves the way your blush highlights your apple cheeks.
he watched you put more stuffs on your cheeks and dusting it with some small dab of highlighter. you smiled at him through the mirror before your hands rummaged through your pouch of lippies.
"should i put some lip liner on today?". you asked as you glanced down at the pouch and eyed the different colors.
"sure, hun". he honestly dont know whats a lip liner but he's sure its going to go on your lips, your kissable lips.
you beamed and you took a neutral color one before you leaned more forward towards the mirror with leon holding your hips tightly to not let you fall. you spread the liner with a finger along the bows and ends of your lips after putting it on then you picked a lip gloss.
"wanna kiss you". leon said as he watched you glide the lip gloss on your lips before smacking it together.
you laughed softly at him as you closed the product before you moved closer and wrapped your arms around his neck. he looked at you with heavy lidded eyes but the love in it is so present that you cant help but blush a little.
your hand found the hairs on his nape and you played with it softly as you gazed upon his soft eyes too. sleepy and clingy leon is such a sight for you. he's just so cute and lovely.
"pick me up later?". you asked softly.
"of course, hun". he gave you a sleepy smile and you leaned down to press your forehead against his. "i missed you so much".
"i missed you more, baby". you whispered before pressing your glossy lips on his causing him to hum.
summary : trying the 'wiping your partners kiss' trend from tiktok on leon
notes : something small fluff for the heart<3
"mhmm, hi baby". leon hummed against your skin. he's bent by the couch to press his face against you while youre sat on it, tv playing infront and your pink fluffy blanket on your lap.
he then gave you a kiss on your soft cheeks, his stubble tickling you softly causing you to smile. his scent wafted around you and you cant help but feel giddy when you smell your usual body wash.
you really like it when he uses your body wash, its cute as hell for someone like him.
"shower felt good?". you asked him when he rounded the couch to finally sit beside you but before he could sit, he noticed you casually wiping the cheek that he kissed a few seconds ago.
your face remained neutral as you glance at him but inside, you want to laugh cause his face looks so offended. he's frowning and his brows are almost touching each other while he stares at you.
you just found this silly little prank on tiktok a few days ago where women or men wipe the kiss of their partners in front of them. you found it hilarious when you watched multiple videos of it and suddenly, you thought what if you'll try that on leon.
so when he took a shower earlier after coming home, you were waiting for him in the living room where you are seated right now. you were on your phone while the plays a tv series rerun and it seems like the world wants you to do it now cause as you scrolled on tiktok, you saw a video where the woman wiped the kiss from his husband.
you took that as a sign to be honest, and here you are right now, trying to remain casual.
"something wrong?". you tilted your head up to look at him.
leon narrowed his eyes on you a little causing you to really not try to laugh. he then shook his head before moving to the couch, his weight made the furniture dip gently and he threw an arm at the back of the couch as he made himself comfortable.
"is this a rerun?". leon asked as he his gaze moved to the tv while you moved closer to him and when your head hit his shoulders, an automatic kiss on your head was given.
leon frowned when he noticed your hand moving to the spot that he just kissed and seemingly wiping it away.
"is my stubble bothering you?". leon asked, brows furrowing as he looks at you.
"what?". you said as you move your head up to look at him. he still has his brows furrowed and his lips are in a frown, his eyes are looking at you like he's trying to figure something out.
goddamn, he looks so cute. you thought.
"you know i love your stubble". you told him and you reached a hand on his face to caress his stubbled cheek. "makes you the most handsome almost silver fox".
you grinned at him as you continued to caress his cheek. his frown softened and his eyes looked at you in amusement and in love, you look so soft and beautiful in his arms right now.
"i love you". you smiled causing him to lean his head down to press a very sweet kiss on your lips.
you smiled against his kiss, you absolutely love his kisses. especially when his stubble softly rubs up on your cheek.
but right now, youre doing a prank.
"lets watch the new episode rerun". you said when he finally pulled away and before returning to your comfortable position against his shoulder, you wiped away your lips.
okay, he's had enough. thats three kisses that you already wiped and he knows you love kisses so why are you doing this?
"do you not want kisses anymore?". leon asked as he moved beside you to sit up straight. muscles and body tightening up again cause he's confused and hurt.
after years of being with you, you always tell or show him that you love his kisses. youre always asking for it and you just love it when he does his sudden kisses on each part of your body. leon knew that you really love getting kissed on your cheek, his kisses on your lips makes you smile and kisses on your neck makes you relax always.
so this sudden action of you wiping his kiss is so questionable, did he do something wrong? are you mad at him?
"how can you say that?". you feigned a confused look on your face.
you noticed how he moved away from you a little, to give space to settle this, whatever youre doing cause this is not normal at all.
"youre wiping away my kisses". leon said this with all of his heart that his expression is mirroring his younger self.
his younger self that you accidentally saw in one of his file pictures. the sweet eyed baby boy. it kinda feels like youre looking at him right now that you cant help but coo inside.
your man is the cutest ever.
"i dont wipe—".
"yes, you do". leon stressed before taking your hand to press a kiss on it, to test if its not only on your face.
immediately, you took it away and wiped just to tease him more. you saw how his face contorted in hurt and being offended, you could even see the gears turning inside his head.
"i—". he opened his mouth, his eyes turning into a doe and all of the sudden you cant help it anymore.
you moved forward to hug him fiercely while saying multiple sorry's at him while he just widened his eyes when he suddenly got you flying in his arms. he felt you pressing kisses against his neck and shoulder while still saying sorry.
his face is still marred in confusion when he wrapped his big, strong arms around you and you clambered up on his lap.
"im sorry, its a prank". you mumbled against his tshirt as you laid your head on his shoulder and your hand drawing patterns against his back.
"what?". he scrunched up his brows again.
"a tiktok prank". you pouted before burying your head against his neck, to nuzzle deep in his arms and body. you dont want to ever leave from his warmth and love.
while nuzzling on leon like a cat, his mind whirred to process what you just said cause tiktok sound familiar. it took him a few minutes to register and understand everything before he squeezed your waist gently then tug you more closer to him causing you to hum.
"that fucking app is a menace". he grumbled as he moved his head on your hair, to bury his nose in your sweet scent.
tiktok, that one app that everyone seems to be addicted to these days. yeah, he's heard about it, kinda hard not to when he's always seeing you watching videos from it or telling him stuffs about what you saw.
even his coworkers and sherry has tiktok. always laughing and cant seem to focus sometimes.
"its a fun app". you giggled against his neck before pressing a kiss on his neck when you feel his hand sneaking inside your shirt to rest on your skin.
feeling your skin has always been so good for leon, it makes him relax.
"not if youre wiping away my kisses". he pinched your skin softly then kneaded it. he heard you laughing and he kissed your head.
not just one kiss, multiple kisses causing you to sigh in delight.
"dont do that again". he playfully warned and you bit his neck in response.
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Can I please make a Max request?Where is gf/fiancee is a super nice and chill person,and is pretty much the embodiment of an ethereal fairy...but she's a book author of horros stpries( like the child of Stephen King and Anne Rice) and the fans love the daulity: how come such a sweetheart writes such distrubing and awesome books (and Max is her #1 fan)
Beautifully Disturbing | MV3
SUMMARY: in which everyone is concerned by how the sweetest girl alive somehow writes the most horrifying horror books imaginable and max, her biggest fan, keeps helping her plan them anyway.
PAIRING: max verstappen x reader
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You were in the process of writing a new book after the massive success of your last one and, as usual, Max was the very first person to read the draft.
God bless this man honestly for the amount of horrifying, skin-crawling drafts he had to survive because of you.
At this point he had probably read things that would get normal people investigated. But he was still your number one fan.
Max was genuinely invested in every single thing you wrote because you constantly dragged him into the creative process.
“Do you think it would be more horrifying if I peel his skin off,” you asked one evening while typing on your laptop, “or if I leave him physically untouched but make him slowly realize somebody has been replacing parts of his body while he sleeps?”
Max looked up from the manuscript he was reading.
“The second one.”
You blinked.
“Really?”
“Yeah, because psychological horror stays with people longer.”
You stared at him for a second before grinning proudly.
“See? This is why I keep you around.”
And somehow, every time you opened your mouth, his answers became even more concerning.
At first he used to hesitate.
Now? Now he was brainstorming torture methods with you over breakfast while casually drinking coffee.
Which was honestly insane considering the first time he met you, you looked like the least threatening person alive.
Soft dresses. Little rings on your fingers. Glossy lips and the sweetest smile he had ever seen.
You spoke softly, laughed quietly, and looked more like a fairy from a children’s movie than someone capable of writing the most disturbing horror novels of the decade.
So when you shyly mentioned during one of your first dates that you were an author, Max expected romance. Maybe fantasy.
Instead he went and bought one of your books out of curiosity, and stayed awake until four in the morning absolutely traumatized.
Nobody could have prepared him for what he read.
The imagery. The psychological horror. The absolutely unhinged plot twists.
Halfway through the book he literally had to put it down and stare at the wall for a moment because there was no way the sweet girl who smiled at strangers and wore flower clips in her hair had written something this disturbing.
Your appearance simply didn’t match what you wrote. And the internet became obsessed with that exact contrast.
Since then every draft, every manuscript, every half-finished chapter passed through Max’s hands first.
Sometimes you even woke him up in the middle of the night just to ask for advice.
“Max,” you whispered one night while gently shaking his shoulder.
He groaned sleepily. “What?”
“If the protagonist hears scratching inside the walls for weeks before discovering what’s there, is that scarier than immediate silence?”
“…Why are you like this?”
“That’s not an answer.”
“The scratching.”
“Thank you, baby.”
And despite occasionally being genuinely terrified by whatever was happening inside your brain, Max loved every part of it.
He loved how passionate you got when talking about symbolism. How your eyes lit up while explaining tension and pacing. How excited you became after finally figuring out the perfect ending to destroy your readers emotionally.
He was hopelessly in love with you. So in the end, there was only one thing left to do. He asked you to marry him.
And the proposal was the most beautiful thing you could have imagined.
Soft lights, flowers everywhere, Max nervously holding your hands while asking you to spend the rest of your life with him.
And somehow the timing perfectly matched the release of your newest book, so the two of you decided to disappear together for a little while before the Formula One season started again.
A "small honeymoon" before racing took over his schedule once more.
Which meant poor Max once again had to hear every horrifying idea your brain created while relaxing peacefully somewhere romantic.
At this point, whenever he saw you approaching him with your laptop in hand, he already knew.
“You need help planning another torture murder?” he asked casually from the hotel bed.
You gasped dramatically. “How did you know?”
“What creature is it this time?”
“That obvious?”
But that was his way of loving you. Of supporting you completely, even when your search history probably looked deeply concerning.
Eventually the honeymoon ended and the F1 season began, and for the first time in a while you decided to travel with him again.
You had been so busy with the new book, editorial meetings, interviews and publication work that you barely attended races in the last year.
Max was beyond happy to have you back in the paddock with him. He loved showing you off.
Proud that the beautiful girl hiding shyly behind his shoulder whenever he introduced her to someone was also the brilliant author currently terrifying millions of readers worldwide.
“Have you met my fiancée?” he’d say with the biggest smile. “She’s the talented one between us.”
And every single time you’d immediately grow shy and half-hide behind him while smiling politely.
Which made the contrast even funnier considering what you wrote.
Unfortunately for Max, media duties still existed.
And if there was one thing he hated more than anything, it was this media duties.
Max sat down for yet another interview, already looking mildly annoyed before it had even started.
The interviewer smiled. “So first of all, congratulations on the engagement.”
“Thank you,” Max nodded.
“And your fiancée just released her new book, right? Which apparently is terrifying half the internet right now.”
The interviewer laughed nervously. “I’m halfway through her newest book and I’m absolutely terrified. It’s incredible, but horrifying at the same time. Aren’t you scared sleeping in the same bed as her? Do you sleep with one eye open?”
Max snorted softly.
“No. She’s the sweetest person ever.” Then with obvious pride: “And the most talented.”
“Fans are obsessed with the contrast though,” the interviewer said with a laugh. “Because your fiancée genuinely looks too sweet to write something like that.”
Even now, standing on the other side of the paddock in a pastel outfit with your hair moving slightly in the wind.
You were smiling politely at someone from the team, hands hidden inside the sleeves of his hoodie you had stolen earlier that morning.
The interviewer pointed toward you dramatically. “Look at her! That’s not the face of someone writing psychological torture scenes.”
Max laughed again, already knowing where this conversation was going.
“When I first read one of her books,” he admitted, “I genuinely had to stop for a moment because I couldn’t believe SHE wrote that.”
“And now imagine the fans,” the interviewer continued. “Because online people are like: ‘there’s no way this sweet fairy-looking girl wrote the most horrifying chapter I’ve ever read in my life.’”
“That’s basically the reaction every time,” Max nodded.
“She is my sunshine.”
“I think that’s why people are so fascinated by her honestly,” the interviewer said. “Because usually horror authors have this mysterious dark aesthetic or whatever and then your fiancée shows up looking like sunshine.”
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