Perfect with You

Chapter 15 - The Envious Seraph

"Yeah, so, the blinking is unwanted" She stated with a sour tone as she gently traced the rim of the eye with the black pencil.

"It's 'cause you're breathing like a panting dog into my eyes" And Max responded with a snarky tone as she could feel her eyes beginning to burn, having to wait an eternity for Chloe to add the eyeliner.

"What do you want me to do? Breathe through my nose like a freak?" She raised her eyebrows as she moved the pencil away from the eye, used the pause the shuffle a little to the side on her bed, and then moved on to the next.

Max decided not to play into Chloe's sarcastic funhouse and readied herself instead by opening her eyes, allowing her friend the access. Normally, Max wouldn't be one to put on eyeliner when there was no formal gathering to attend, but the nostalgia was real, feeling glad to be doing each other's makeup like they did when they were younger. Chloe would always get a little bossy about it, but she always did a surprisingly good job. Expect on the 2007 Halloween disaster. Max wanted witch makeup. Chloe had other plans. Gaudy plans. But her re-earned trust was shining through like the morning glow from outside Chloe's window. The birds that normally enveloped Max in murderous compulsions actually brought a calming atmosphere to the whole event.

"I hope this is fine," Chloe said with a quiet voice as she pulled a little back to look at the result, which turned out to place her face into a scrunched expression. She was smiling, but it was as if she was trying to force it down. Something that made Max slightly nervous.

"Is it alright? Does it look dumb?" Turning her head a little, Max felt a shyness rumbling in her stomach, making her curl up a little when Chloe's weird smile didn't fade, and it took too long until she responded.

"You look hot," She eventually admitted, though it looked difficult for her to do so. Maybe it played in with the fact that it was still morning and neither of them had gotten dressed yet. Chloe was wearing a slightly big black shirt, the one she always insisted sleeping in, while Max was still in her underwear.

"I can't tell if you're being sarcastic" Max smiled with a suspicious glare in her eyes, usually wary of every compliment that came out of Chloe's mouth.

To that, she simply held her gaze on her friend's eyeliner. Or that was what Max believed until she realized that she was actually looking straight into her eyes. "I'm not" she eventually replied more confidently.

Slightly, or more accurately, extremely flustered, Max's smile widened to the point where she no longer had control over it, and she had to look away from embarrassment with a light giggle escaping her mouth. "Stop being sweet. It messes with my head" She muffled out before deciding to fall to the side from lack of better ideas, landing softly on the softness of the soft bed.

"You should have a warning sign tattooed on your forehead so people don't touch you and just burst into flames" Chloe let out with a voice that had changed to dramatic as she mimicked flames with her hands to the best of her ability. Adding a "whoosh" sound to go along.

Turning on her back, the response was purposely delivered at the end of a pause. "Ah. Because hot also means warm. That's funny" And she didn't even bother using her sarcastic tone, not feeling the necessity.

"Yes" And neither did Chloe, as her voice was as serious as it had been all night, making Max shake her head as much as she could, lying in the bed, and presented a small smirk.

"But thanks. Perhaps I should consider wearing it more often..." She contemplated while placing her right hand on Chloe's thigh and began sliding two fingers up and down the smooth skin.