#it'll be ongoing

He glanced to the side and saw Chanyeol mimicking his every word and action, arms haphazardly thrown above his head, and he elbowed him and drew a theatric cry from the other before turning back to the lens, giggling.

“I’ve brought my boyfriend to you again, some of you may remember him from the Boyfriend Tag video, which was filmed...” He looked over to Chanyeol again, question in his eyes, and Chanyeol supplied,

“Almost a year ago?”

“Yeah. So instead of him sitting on the other side of the camera laughing at me or telling me to stop screaming at myself, I get to let him make a fool of himself with me.” He leaned onto Chanyeol’s shoulder, fitting his head below the other’s chin. “Aren’t we cute?”

Chanyeol laughed. “Real tight.”

“That’s what she said.”

Before Chanyeol could make some sort of exasperated statement Baekhyun bounced back into his position and launched into his topic.

“We’re doing the boyfriend-makeup challenge. Chanyeol will be doing my makeup for today~” he sing-songed, laughing at the sheepish expression over Chanyeol’s face.

“I’m scared.”

“I have high hopes for you, actually,” Baekhyun mused. “You’ve seen me put on makeup before. Although...” He faced the camera again. “I haven’t worn full...glamour makeup in a long time. I haven’t gone clubbing in forever.”

“Almost three months.”

“You remember?”

“How could I not? You’re a beast when you’re drunk.”

“That’s what she said.”

Chanyeol slapped his arm a gasp. “Stop.”

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“Without any further ado, we’ll get started,” Baekhyun laughed. He loved doing videos with Chanyeol - he should make a resolution to do more of them.

And so with brief bickering, teasing, and Chanyeol’s fumbling around the products on the table in front of him, he finally found a small bottle with a pale liquid sloshing inside. He furrowed his brow at the label.

“Foundation...this goes first right?”

“Yep.”

The taller man uneasily approached Baekhyun’s face with the pasty substance heavy on his fingers, dabbing slowly over his skin. He winced.

“It’s so wet.”

Baekhyun smirked, scrunching his nose at the tickly sensation of Chanyeol’s fingers running over his skin. “That’s what she said.”

“No.”

“But - “

“No. Stop moving.”

“You’re putting a lot on.”

Chanyeol let out a rather unmanly whine, and a distressed laugh followed closely after. “This is stressful!”

“Calm down! You’re just doing my makeup. It’s very simple compared to what you see the girls usually wear.”

“But you have a very particular way of doing it - that I love.”

Baekhyun snorted, an endearing smile crossing his face. “Softie.”

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It took longer than it should have to apply.

”You have to make sure it’s even!”

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Chanyeol sped through painting concealer over the smaller’s nose.

 ”Oh no. You’re all even and then your nose is just white. Albino nose.” 

“Fix it!” 

“Nah I think I’ll leave it.” 

“Chanyeol!”

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Then there was an illusionary skin whitening cream.

”You don’t need it.” 

“I do.” 

“You’re already perfectly pale. And I like your honey skin too. Nothing to worry about.” 

“Chanyeooooooolll!”

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By the time it came to his eyebrows Baekhyun was a nervous wreck, but Chanyeol wasn’t handling himself well either.

“Don’t do anything crazy,” Baekhyun muttered, glancing at the camera and making a face.

“No promises.” Chanyeol looked at the camera too...and winked.

Baekhyun felt the pencil tip against his face and Chanyeol’s gentle hands holding him still - he had a relatively hardy faith for his boyfriend doing his eyebrows. Chanyeol always had perfect eyebrows without trying. Baekhyun voiced his thoughts and Chanyeol snorted at him, propelling them into a long casual conversation that would have to be cut out later.

Then came the contouring and highlighting. They were both trying to conceal their laughter and the taller pointed a powder-covered brush at Baekhyun’s cheek like a weapon.

He mumbled to himself, “Just shoot straight...”

Baekhyun opened his mouth but before he could speak, Chanyeol had a finger on his lips stopping him with a curt, “No, that’s not what she said.”

The smaller closed his eyes and tilted his face up to accommodate Chanyeol’s lanky hand with a puppyish smile, soothed by the soft silky tufts brushing against his hollowed cheeks, lips pushed out. He was already aware of how much editing he was going to have to do later on.

Then much to his surprise he felt a hot, soft press against his lips and his eyes flew open, mouth parting with a gasp. Chanyeol’s lips lingered over his, a cheeky grin accompanying his presence.

“What was that for?” Baekhyun blubbered, a blush coming to his cheeks.

“An interlude!”

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“What are you doing?” Baekhyun guffawed, fighting away Chanyeol’s hands. “You put eyeshadow on with a brush, not your fingers!”

“Really?”

“Yes!” He watched Chanyeol reach for one and his chest jumped with a gasp. He directed the taller’s hands towards a smaller one. “Blending brush. Now don’t go crazy.”

He let his lids fall closed and awaited the touch on his face; he heard only some shifting and a faint whisper. 

“What are you saying?” Baekhyun asked, crease furrowing his brow.

“Nothing. Now keep your eyes closed.” During editing later on he would find Chanyeol making funny faces at the camera and mouthing silently, “He’s so pretty - I’m so lucky. Isn’t he cute? Who else gets to do their boyfriend’s makeup?”

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And then came the eyeliner.

“I give up!” Chanyeol cried before the pencil even made it to Baekhyun’s skin. “I can’t do this!”

“What? You can’t stop now!”

Chanyeol bit his lip, then glanced at the camera. “You should just edit all twenty minutes of this out.”

“No - finish through!”

“I’M STRESSED BAEKH-”

(cut)

Chanyeol put the tip to Baekhyun’s eye, cradling the side of his face with sweaty palms. After several minutes of timid strokes and touch-ups and unsure lines the taller sat back with a heavy breath. “Every time I touch you I feel like I’m going to explode.”

“That’s what - “

“Hell no! That one barely even makes sense! One more lame sex joke and I will leave this half of your face undone!” Chanyeol shouted, pointing the liquid pencil at Baekhyun’s bright and giggly face. 

“No! Nononono - “ Baekhyun stuttered past his hysterical laughter, grappling at Chanyeol as he stood up and pretended to leave. 

“I swear to god Byun Baekhyun - “

“Nonono no no no! I promise! No more lame sex jokes! Just come back and finish your job!”

Chanyeol snorted through his own chuckles as he plopped back down into his seat and in a nasally, mimicking voice said, “That’s what she said.”

(cut)

Chanyeol sat with a handheld mirror clutched to his chest, grinning at Baekhyun’s face.

“I think it’s time for the reveal,” Baekhyun said to the camera, tucking stray hair behind his ear. “God, I’m sweating.”

“Are you ready?” Chanyeol handed him the mirror with a nervous gasp as he whispered, “I’m more nervous than you are.”

Baekhyun took the glass in hand and adjusted it to his face - his lips fell open. “Wow, Chanyeollie - “

The taller hid behind his hands, peeking through his lanky fingers. “Oh God. What do you think?”

Baekhyun brought the mirror to his eyes, a giggle bubbling in his throat. “You - you did better than I thought you would. Lip gloss is looking good.” He pulled the mirror away and blinked up at the camera. “What do you guys think?”

“You don’t seem like you’d look good in bright lipstick,” Chanyeol mused. “Lip gloss works.”

“I have a method.”

“The eyeliner is uneven,” Chanyeol groaned.

“You must like highlighting. And did you actually contour? I can’t tell.”

Chanyeol shifted to get a better look. “I was probably too much into your lips.”

“You also went really...wild on the eyeshadow,” Baekhyun giggled, observing the bright blue canvas over each lid. “I think I look better in warmer tones, but - is that pink? You were really into the eyeshadow.”

Chanyeol chewed at his fingers nervously. “I didn’t realize how much I was using at the time. It was uneven at first, so I kept adding more to try to balance it out....”

“But my nose! It looks like a lightbulb!” Baekhyun glanced up from the mirror to his amused boyfriend, who burst out laughing as he kept speaking. “I’m the new albino Rudolf the White-Nosed lightbulb!”

(cut)

Baekhyun grinned at the camera, Chanyeol in stitches beside him, trying to swallow his laughter.

“Overall I think he did really well - ”

Beside him Chanyeol tumbles off of his chair and collapses on the ground.

“Chanyeol!”

(cut)

Baekhyun gripped Chanyeol’s hand to keep him still and in place finally.

“Comment below what you all think of his hard work.”

“I was labor-intensive,” the taller muttered beside him.

“He suffered a lot for this...” Baekhyun’s voice dropped, then he turned to his boyfriend with a gleam in his eye and an impish smile on his glittery lips. “Can I do your makeup?”

Chanyeol’s expression immediately fell. “What now? Please no - ”

(cut)

Ten minutes later after a great deal of fussing, they were both grinning into the camera, Chanyeol a bit reluctantly, but Baekhyun wouldn’t have wanted to miss recording his embarrassed blush for the world. His eyes have grown with Baekhyun’s touch of mascara, his brows strong, his cheekbones radiant - not that Chanyeol isn’t always radiant.

“And that’s all! Don’t forget to subscribe, like, and comment - if you want to see more of Chanyeol let us know. We’ll make it happen.”

Baekhyun gave his signature smile, his unfailing crooked peace sign, but as he tried to leap up off his chair tugging Chanyeol with him, preparing to run off screen and out of frame like he always does at the end of each video, Chanyeol’s firm grip held him back.

“Wait - "

Baekhyun glanced at the camera lens, then sat back down. “What?”

The look in Chanyeol’s eyes swirled with emotion - and mischief. “You know you don’t need makeup right?”

“I know. I think I just look...better with makeup.”

Chanyeol frowned and lifted their intertwined hands. “That’s not true.”

“Chanyeol - ”

“You’re beautiful without makeup.”

Baekhyun’s tongue worked but no words came - he was stunted by the sincerity in Chanyeol’s eyes and strong hand. He turned away. “Don’t say that.”

“I like you best when you don’t wear makeup - you look really soft.”

Baekhyun snorted. “Soft.”

While he was preoccupied with looking at their hands and trying to formulate a funny response, he heard Chanyeol speak to the black lens in front of them.

“Sometimes he calls himself ugly. But he’s my boyfriend and I really love him, no matter what anyone says. He’s handsome without makeup.” Baekhyun glances up and catches his eye, a simper on his decorated lips. Chanyeol’s expression softens. “You are.”

“But I am handsome with makeup too, right?”

“Of course.”

Beakhyun looked at the camera, his and Chanyeol’s hands tightening around each other, but without a witty response coming to his lips he just smiled.

(cut)

“Ready?” Baekhyun asked. Chanyeol nodded.

“Yeah.”