Lip Gallagher Imagine/Preference when you wear makeup for someone else, and he has feelings for you.
I know I havenât been posting as much. I just started working and doing school at the same time. Itâs a little difficult, but Iâm working on it. Also, Iâm working on multiple pieces, and I will try to write for more fandoms. I have some on the way, but for now, I have this Lip one. I hope you enjoy this Lip post. Itâs a bit sweet and angsty. Iâve loved Shameless for a while. Any criticisms are welcomed as always.
Only background needed is that Lip and you are pretty close friends, and you were almost together. However, while things were complicated, youâre relationship suffered a bit, so you both got hurt a lot. Now, you guys are just friends, but you hold a place in Lipâs heart.Â
As you were getting ready for a date, a knock came to your apartment door. You walked over to the door to look into your peep hole to see Lip. You let out a small huff before reluctantly opening the door. Lip walked right in without giving you so much as a glance.
You give him a look and say, âWhatâs up? I told you I had a date today. Why are you here?âÂ
He turns around to meet your eyes; however, his eyes quickly travel to the rest of your face. After reviewing your face, he can't help snicker before responding, âWhatâs up with me? Whatâs up with your face? What are you wearing all of that for?â He steps forward with a teasing index finger.
You slap his hand away as itâs about to touch you and answer, âIâm trying to look nice.âÂ
âYou failed in the face department,'' He said as he gestured to your face. You dart over to the mirror with a gasp leaving your lips as you begin to look over the work you'd done.
While not being too sure where the issue was, you couldn't help needing to know what he was talking about and asked, âWhy? Is it not blended enough? Colors are off?âÂ
âEverything is wrong.â
âYou can't be serious. It took me forever to do. Stop messing with me. It's not funny.â
âIâm not messing with you. If the goal was to make an improvement, mission failed.â
âLip-Are you going to tell me or not? My date will be here soon. Suddenly, he states, âItâs ridiculous.â
You look over to him and ask, âWhat is?â
âYouâre makeup. Not that you did parts of it wrong or whatever, but you donât need it. You failed in trying to look better because I think you look best all natural.â
âLip, thatâs sweet and all, but-â
Lip takes a step forward and puts a hand on your hand. He meets your eyes, and he tells you sincerely, âYou canât ask me to tell you that youâve improved, especially not when you did all this for someone besides yourself.â
He recognized the hold he had on you; however, he could also see the hurt reflect in your eyes from the times heâd shouldâve done better. You never dated but he knows you could've if it hadn't been for his way of love. Since he hurt you, you were reluctant in his affection as you pulled away from him, which he understood.
You sighed before trying to protest; however, your phone buzzing interrupted with a message from him.
As you read the illuminated screen, you just stated, âThey arenât comingâŚâ
You slumped down a bit and walked past him towards your dresser for a change of clothes. Lip stood unsure with what to do with himself. Well, thatâs actually a lie, he held the words close to him, but he couldnât bring himself to utter them. Instead, he said, âHeâs an idiot.â
You responded with, âIâm gonna change. Be right backâŚâ
âIâm stayingâŚâ You didnât respond and simply made your way over to the bathroom to change. As you closed the door, he found himself saying, âIâm serious about what I said.â
When you came out, you got a blanket to drape over yourself and conceal almost your whole body. Then, you turned on the tv and sat on your bed. When Lip walked over to sit next to you, he expressed concern about your still painted face, so he said, âYouâre not taking the makeup off? I just poured my soul to you about it.â
âI will...later. I spent hours learning how to do it. Iâm going to wear it a little longer.â
He left it at that, but would be lying if he said he didnât think you were upset. You two watched movies and munched on food for a while until sleep found you.
He rose from his position next to you before he got up to lower the tvâs volume, put the food away, and gathered supplies to clean your face with. He took a makeup wipe and did his best to remove the make up with a gentle touch. Then, he grabbed a wet towel to barely graze your skin with, and he found himself entranced with every detail on your face.
When he realized his behavior, he wrapped up the clean up. He had the thought to leave, but he really didnât want to. Instead, he laid next to you. Lip leaned against his arm to stare for a second. Instinctively, he laid a hand on your face. He especially loved the peaceful look on your face, which left him mesmerized.Â