"Stay still." Your eyes were laser focused on his waterline, carefully filling it in with a brown eyeliner.

"I swear to God, if you poke me in the eye with that, I'll kill you." You ignore his statement and continue to carefully do his makeup. You were both seated on the couch with you on his lap, carefully doing his makeup for the first time. Minje, of course, denied and was skeptical of your skills, but eventually, he couldn't say no to your smile.

"It stings, itstingsitstingsitstings.." He quietly complains. The entire problem was because he kept blinking and blinking and blinking when you specifically told him not to. "Stop blinking then." Minje winces, who knew eyeliner could hurt this much.

"Why is it taking so long?" Correct answer: he keeps moving. "You won't stop blinking and moving." You pull out your eyeshadow pallette, and Minje just stares at you. "What's that for?" You stare back in disbelief. "You seriously don't know what eyeshadow is? have you ever opened your eyes while the staff does your makeup?"

He simply shakes his head no. "How??" You mutter. "How much longer will this take?" You ignore him again, now applying eyeshadow.

When his eye makeup was done, it was his lips up next. "You're not gonna put on like.. hot pink lipstick.. are you?" You were just offended. "No, that would not look good on you."

You pull out a lipgloss out of your makeup bag. "Not too much please." You open the lipgloss without looking, like you've done it a thousand gimes before. "Who's the makeup pro here, you or me?" Silence. "Thought so."

After maybe fifteen minutes, he was done. You gave him a mirror, and he actually kinda loved it. "It looks nice." You stand in front of him proudly with a face that screams 'i did that'.

"Now can i finally get ready for the get together?" You start packing up your makeup and nod. "Yes you may."

dividers by @enchanthings