Negan // Imagines

Makeup // Negan

A couple days ago I went on a supply run myself, it wasn't long, only a few miles away for a few hours. Negan let me go after a while of convincing but I'm glad I went now because I came across a small town with only a few shops left that hadn't had everything taken from. And one of them was a makeup store, and obviously since it was the apocalypse I wasn't going to use it on myself. I wanted to use it on Negan

Of course he's not going to want me to put it on him willingly, it'll down grade his manlines. So I decided to do it while he's asleep where he has no idea what's happening.

He's mostly a heavy sleeper during the night so I'll have no problem getting it on him, the only thing that might freak me out if he tosses and turns in his sleep and he gets it on his pillow, or worse - I drop it and it goes all over the carpet.

I went to bed with Negan when I knew he would fall asleep straight away with the long and stressful day he's had. And I was right, only seconds layer I heard his snores echoed around the whole room as I tried to not laugh which I succeeded to.

As I slowly and quietly crawled out the bed I got my leg and arm out the sheets before Negan turned around and flung his arm around my waist - pulling me closer to him as he snuggled into my hair and his beard tickled my neck. If I wasn't trying to get out I would have cuddled into him more but since I was planning on making look pretty - I lifted his arm off me and put it on his stomach which he only groaned to and pulled the cover closet to him as that was the only thing to keep him warm.

I smiled and got out, scurrying to the small box I left in the wardrobe where Negan would never find it. I opened it to see all the makeup I could take, from lipstick to a face mask it was in here.

I walked back over to Negan and put the light on, but only enough so I can see what I'm doing but didn't wake Negan.

I pulled out the lipstick first, slowly applying the red cherry colour to Negan's chapped lips, most of it getting on his beard and not his lips - even some of it went on his teeth.

I couldn't stop myself from laughing, so much so I had to leave the room and breath in the hall before I could go back in to finish what I started.

I pushed the door slightly, glancing in to see if Negan was still asleep. And he was. I walked in, covering my mouth with my hand as I walked back in - opening the box again.

I stepped towards the still sleeping Negan, his slips still cherry red with the lip stick I had applied only moments ago.

I looked in the box and found some eyeshadow. I took out the pallet and used the soft brush on his eyelids, blending it out afterwards. It was a deep shade or purple, a colour I knew Negan would suit.

I then used a dark brown to make his eyebrows look less bushy and more perfect, which didn't turn out too bad. The makeup I did on Negan looked better than the makeup I used to do myself before the apocalypse, and I was very pleased with myself.

The last thing I had to do was his eyelashes, and there was no way I could put mascara on him without it going all over his face so I got false ones. I layer the lashed with glue and gently put it on the bottom of his eyelid, making his eyelashes look bigger, blacker and fuller.

Sexy I said to myself, sniffling a giggle.

After I was done, his lips looking cherry red, his eyelids deep purple and his eyebrows looking much better than usual I tried waking him up by shaking him. But as I said before he's a heavy sleeper do it was no use.

I put on leg on the bed and put my hand on his chest as I scrambled over his body and straddled his waist, whispering his name as I stroked my hand up and down his chest

"Negan, wake up" I said over and over as he started to stir. His brown eyes opened and I couldn't hold it in, I bust out laughing which obviously make Negan confused.

"I can't" I laughed, falling on his chest as he gave me a weird look.

While still laughing I got off him and gently passed him a mirror where he looked In and his face turned from confusion to unamused but slowly started to chuckle along.

He Brought his hands around my waist and pulled me back on him and tried to get the lipstick off his lips with his hand which made it smudge all over his and beard.

"I hate you" he chuckled, pulling my onto his chest, stroking my hair

"No you don't" I smiled

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Negan with makeup? Can't tell if that's funny or scary lmao

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