#like he would buy sticker sheets and never peel the stickers type guy

[liauditore]

i think you could run a study on the oc-fication of trafficblr artist's etho designs over time

[fashionteahouse]

I just wanna start with saying Im absolutely obsessed with out of your league!!🤍🤍

I keep seeing these videos on TikTok where the girl will put stickers all over the guy and his car or rhinestones everywhere and I think its so cutie😂 so could I please request a Paul x reader where they go in a road trip and she does that and she also likes to do all kinds of girly stuff with him like face masks and his makeup?

omg thank youuu I appreicate you!! yes you can <3 hope you enjoy :)

keep driving - paul x reader

One hand was on the steering wheel as the seat of the driver was leaned back, and the car rumbling beneath you both. Signs, trees, and life itself fleets fast as the windows pass it by. Whizzing by with a blur.

Leaning forward, you rummage through the bag that was resting by your feet in the passenger seat. You shift through the items, lifting up a sheet of freshly bought stickers. You tear it open as you look over the fun designs.

Not knowing what else to do, you decide to peel one off, letting the sticky side stay stuck to your finger. You keep your eye on the sticker that's on your finger as you place it next to the vent of the car. Another goes on the door handle. You look and grin to yourself as the stickers stood out and proud against his car.

Flickering his eyes between the road in front of him and you, he smirks as he catches the sight of more stickers being out up. Huffing out a quiet laugh, "What are you doing?" he asks you with curiosity dripping in his throat.

You don't say anything but show a small smile as you carefully place a sticker on his cheek. You smooth it on with the one finger as you both chuckle at the action, while he shakes his head.

The road still was lengthy as you both started ahead. You put the entire sticker pack on the dashboard. You began to think about how stickers would look on the radio. You pull out a different sheet of stickers and place them on the radio buttons and the exterior.

Tearing your eyes from your work, you notice the plain, white shirt that Paul has on. You place the last sticker on the sleeve of the shirt. He looks down at what you did, chuckling at the placement once more.

"You gotta do the other side." he teases as he looks at you and lifts his arm a little.

"When you get gas. Keep driving." you say to him, not wanting him to be distracted, even though, you freshly decorated the interior of his car.

With no more stickers left, you decided that you wanted to have some type of care to your skin since you weren't at home. Wanting to buy some more when you guys make your stop, you pull out a hydrating face mask. You figured with this long trip, your skin could look and feel good.

"Want one?" you say to him, pointing a finger to your face.

"Don't make me crash."

"Never." you tell him and he slows down as you hurry up and put it on.

Peeling yours off, you pull down the mirror and inspect your skin. You were glad you did it. You peel Paul's off and lean back and enjoy the rest of the ride. Arriving at a stop to get some gas, you take in the scenery of your surroundings.

You put lip lubricant on and you glance over at Paul as you mush your lips together to spread the serum. You notice his lips. He gets the money out and goes to open the car door but you place a hand on his arm.

"Your lips." you say, smoothing the lubricant over his set of lips, a glimmery shine is now evident to hide the slight chapped lips.

You open the mirror to show him and you look closer at his lips. You take a finger and take the smudge away from his face and gently tell him, "You would look good with an overline."

"What's that?"

You take a wet wipe and glide it over his lips, and pull out your lip pencil. You concentrate closely as you trace the accurate line of his lips and when you are finished, you place the gloss right back over his set of lips.

"Like that." you tell him. Paul peers in the mirror and takes a look at it. Tilting his face to check out the work you've done. He gives you a look and huffs out a laugh. You lean in and pull back with a loud smack and he places a hand above your chest.

"What?" you ask him, wanting to know what's wrong.

"You're going to mess it up." he says to you like he's surprised that you didn't get the idea.