Thread: Lipstick and Nail Polish (Whisper Twice & AnnaBeth Belle)

As they walked, Stacy Chuloski took every chance to touch Jason. She never let go of the crook of his elbow where she'd laced both hands, even when it made walking awkward. Hip brushing his, shoulders into the side of his muscular arm, even laying her head on his shoulder when they stopped at corners to wait on the light to change. It was a magical night, with softly falling snow that muffled the sounds of the city and clung like bright fuzzy halos in her vision on her eyelashes. Dressed to stay warm, Stacy was still lithe and petite in her belted in snug about the waist pea-coat and emerald green scarf and matching cap. Warm leggings peeped out from under the hem of her dress under the coat and snug but cute brown boots completed her outfit. Next to Jason she looked like a child, or a winter elf, an image heightened by her pale skin and fine boned features and the wings she drew on the corners of her eyes to slant them. The last two months had been incredible and she felt like no matter what happened this was the one. This was the man she was going to spend her life with and make babies with and grow old together with. Jason was her man and nothing could change that. Again? she asked as she reached into his mailbox and took out the package from Amazon. Jason was something of a health nut and was always trying new vitamins and supplements and anything with the word homeopathy in it. I swear, Jason, she teased. Just buy gummy chew vitamins like I do and you'd save so much money. Enough to buy her an engagement ring for instance. With a laugh at his expression, she tucked the package under his arm. I'm just teasing. You're so smart, Jason, and I know you think carefully about all this stuff. I just don't see the point of it. Like, you're perfect. You don't need medicine. Not like me. Stacy took several medications, mainly to regulate her cycle and battle the anemia she was prone to. It was a legacy of her genetics and nothing could be done about it. If she didn't take birth control her periods were awful and the hormone swings worse. Men had it so easy. Jason would never know the trials she and every other girl went through every month. At least he brought her dark chocolate and sent her stupid cat memes on her phone when she was on her period. Jason was just...perfect. The perfect boyfriend. Go on up and open your new toys, she said and tapped his Amazon package. I'll be fine plus it's just so magical out here I want to walk some more. It wasn't that she was turning down the chance of sex, but she knew Jason. He'd be deep into the product sheet and on the internet, planning how to take his new vitamins, and she'd be left to add Pins on her phone. I love you, Jason, she told him after taking his head between both of her gloved hands. Don't ever change, Stacy added then kissed him lingeringly on his lips, her feet pressing her up on tiptoe to reach while Jason's strong, muscular arm supported her. Goodnight, she said and drawing his and her arm out to the absolute limit before letting go, Stacy laughed and then disappeared into the obscuring snow. Even though she knew he'd never see it till much later, Stacy texted him after she got to her own apartment and hung up her coat. Home safe. Love you! with an added heart emoji or two for emphasis.