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Fic: Original fic
Pairing: unnamed male/female pairing
Words: 343
Warnings: no warnings apply
Prompt: for the [community profile] genprompt_bingo prompt 'Freckles'

When they met she had her blonde hair pinned up, her gaze piercing beneath her long eyelashes, her lips as crimson as the dress she was wearing. He was in an unaccustomed tuxedo and when he eyed the expensive buffet items and said he'd rather have pizza she laughed and whispered, "Me too."

On their first date they went to a restaurant and while they did get pizza this was still a higher end meal, and he still wore a suit. Her navy blue dress was less figure hugging and her heels were lower. Her hair was pulled into a half-pony and her lips were a lovely strawberry colour.

Six months later they enjoyed eating out but now they also loved eating in. Lounging in sweat pants after a welcome shower, eating pizza they'd thrown in the oven. She'd wear her hair down or tie it back loosely to keep it out of her face. No false eyelashes, of course. No lipstick. No concealer or foundation.
That last hadn't been something he'd thought of until the first time he'd seen her without any make up at all. Her lips pink. Her skin fresh and clean, paler than usual, with freckles all over her nose, blossoming out to her cheeks and with a few patches on her forehead.
She'd chewed at her lip when he stared at her in wonder. "I use foundation to cover them," she said, tracing her fingertips over one cheekbone.
"They're amazing," he said. He had a couple himself that only showed up during the long summer days, but nothing like this.
She scoffed but he soon showed her that he was serious. He'd kiss the freckled skin, let his fingers dance along the tan speckles. They were like stars, he'd say, miniature galaxies, each one individual and unique but making up a marvellous whole.

At their engagement party he wore his best suit with a new tie, while she wore her hair pinned up and the navy dress, and while her lips were crimson she let her freckles show.
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