#georiga amoore x y/n

[hcsiqs]

💌, 33 ,georgia amoore!

| called it puppy love

• pairing: georgia amoore x fem!reader

• prompt: “did you just confess your feelings for me?”

• warnings: none!

Since freshman orientation you and Georgia have been attached by the hip. You guys were the ones who got put into a random door together for the few days that the orientation lasted.

And due to Georgia’s outgoing personality you knew that you wouldn’t be able to get rid of her, which you didn’t want to. Then once you found out she was on the basketball team she made sure that you came to all of her games. From then on you two could always be found with each other.

Which is what led you here, Georgia lying under you as you sat on her legs applying makeup to her face. She had been begging you, for weeks now it seemed, to do her makeup. It wasn’t like the brunette didn’t know how to do her own, she wore little amounts of it, she just wanted to be close to you.

And finally not having practice at night, it seemed like the perfect chance to make you do this.

“Georgia, you actually have to close your eyes if you want me to do your eyeshadow,” you pouted as you sat above her holding an eyeshadow brush in one hand.

“Don’t do anything crazy while my eyes are closed,” she replied, biting back her smile as tried to remain serious, something very hard for her.

“Shut up and close your damn eyes,” you laughed as you nudged her shoulder and watched her eyes close. You placed your non dominant hand beside her hand to balance you while you leaned over her and covered the brush above her eyelid. “I’m gonna put the eyeshadow on now,” you told her, your voice barely above a whisper.

As you delicately swiped the powder over her lid you felt a warmth on your thighs, your eyes flicked down to them to see her hands resting against them. You could feel her stomach doing backflips at the sensation, but you had to stay focused.

Georgia had always been touchy. Almost as in a way that if she wasn’t touching you in some proximity she would die. She always had an arm around your shoulders, waist, or just her hand resting against your back.

You pushed away all of your romantic thoughts that you had about her because she probably just placed her hands there out of comfort. Maybe she felt awkward just having them lay beside her?

You finished the with base color on both lids before going in with an angle brush and a darker color to do a small wing. Her lids fluttered at the way the brush was so close to her lash line, “Sorry, I know it’s uncomfortable,” you apologized as you finished up the eye makeup.

“No, it’s fine,” she replied, her eyes still closed.

“You can open your eyes,” you giggled and watched her slowly open them, having them adjust to the soft lights around the room.

“God it’s bright,” she blinked her eyes rapidly.

“There’s like three lamps on. You’re fine,” you said shaking your head as you grabbed the mascara. “Do you wanna do it or do you want me to?” you asked holding the tube up.

“You can.”

“You sure?” you asked as you started to lean back down over her.

“Mhm,” she nodded her head slowly as she watched every movement of yours.

“I’m gonna hold the wand to your lashes and you just blink ok?” you started moving the wand closer to her green eyes.

“Kay,” she responded before you held the mascara to her lashes and she repeatedly blinked until you were satisfied with how her lashes were coated. You then moved to the other eye and did the same, then once you finished you closed the mascara tube and dropped it on the bed.

“Lips time!” you smiled as you pulled out your favorite tinted lipgloss. Georgia made duck lips at you and you laughed shaking your head at her, “Just relax.”

“No duck lips?” she frowned, her fingers tapping against your thighs.

You smiled as you shook your head and leaned down. Your hand came to her jaw as you began swiping the gloss against her lips. You could feel the way her eyes watched your every movement, suddenly becoming self conscious. “Stop looking at me like that you,” you let out a breath as you sat up and put the gloss back down.

“Like what?” she turned her head to the side, obviously playing dumb like she wasn’t looking at your lips like she was going to kiss you.

“Like you want to kiss me,” you said, as you got off her and started cleaning up the makeup. Georgia immediately sat up in the bed and watched you walked around your room, putting things away.

“Maybe I do,” she replied, her voice so calm it made you wonder if she was actually telling the truth.

“You’re not funny,” you shook your head biting back a smile.

“I wasn’t trying to be,” she replied and your heart felt like it was going to beat out of your chest.

“Georgia,” you turned around to see her sitting on the edge of the bed, her hands clasped together and sitting between her legs. “If you’re joking I’m gonna be really pissed,” you started walking towards her until you stood between the opening of her legs.

“I’m not,” her hands moved to your hips, her fingers playing with the waistband of your shorts. “I really fucking like you,” her voice was slightly above a whisper as she looked up to meet your eyes, trying to gauge a reaction from her confession.

“What?” you had to practically keep your jaw from hitting the floor. It was like your heart had been waiting to hear those words for as long as you had known her.

“I like you,” she repeated.

“I like you too,” you smiled, but she immediately brought you into a kiss. You could feel her smile against your lips as her hands pulled your body closer to hers.

You brought your hands to her jaw, pulling her even closer as her hands snaked around the backs of your legs, pulling you into her lap.

You could taste the mint of the lipgloss on her lips as her lips moved in unison with yours, but then she pulled back causing your eyebrows to curl upwards in confusion, wondering if you did something wrong.

“Wait, did you just confess your feelings for me, Y/L/N?” she smiled and you just shoved her, causing her to fall back on the bed.

“Shut up, Amoore,” you giggled, copying the her by saying her last name before your lips found hers once again.