Lisa, truthfully, has never understood make-up beyond putting on her eyeliner and mascara.
Jisoo says it's because she's already been blessed enough with her face so it's a divine right that she doesn't know the difference between foundation and blush. Lisa just thinks it's a mix of being lazy and leftover embarrassment from having to ask her mother for help and having been brushed away.
In any case, Lisa is bad at make-up. Like really bad. Which is why it's surprising to see her bent over her mirror in the bathroom trying to obtain what Jisoo had called a cat-eye.
She sighs in frustration before rubbing it all off again.
There's no need to be nervous about tonight, logically.
She knows Yeri adores Solar, Haein is way too nice to say or do anything that would make her uncomfortable, and Jennie will probably be too busy fumbling her words around Jisoo to notice Solar beyond a grin and a wave, and Jisoo had already met her, so that was safe.
But then there's Chaeyoung.
She'd like to keep pretending she isn't so nervous because she's introducing Solar and Chaeyoung officially for the first time.
She and Chaeyoung had already hung around each other solo enough times that there's no left-over embarrassment from a different time they both pretend not to remember.
It's only Chaeyoung, after all, and once upon a time Lisa used to know her like one does a childhood dream -only in Lisa's case, Chaeyoung was her dream, but who cares about details?
So, there was no reason to be worried. Really. Her friends would- will- love Solar.
She picks the eyeliner pen up again.
She senses more than sees Solar poking her head into the small bathroom.
The girl just watches silently as Lisa makes an effort to not poke her eye out. Lisa groans in frustration and Solar huffs what sounds like a giggle and a sigh all at once, "Okay, why are you freaking out more about this than I am?"
"I'm not freaking out."
"Says the girl holding her eyeliner like a sword."
Lisa drops said object.
Solar takes it in her hand, before taking Lisa's face in her hands and carefully applying a thin line of eyeliner that ends in the dreaded triangle Lisa had been trying to do for the better part of twenty minutes.
"Thank you." she says softly when she was done.
Solar pecks her lips, more a featherlight brush than anything, "I'm starting to think you only keep me around for the make-up privileges."
"That and the status that comes with dating the head cheerleader, of course." Lisa tilts her head up for a real kiss, only to be shoved away by Solar.
"Nope. You're not messing up my lipstick when we're already late."
Lisa smirks, "So, you are freaking out a little."
"Maybe. They're your friends... your family. I want to make a good impression."
"They are, but you're important too."
Solar doesn't say anything but the way her smile drops a little, the way she turns away from her, Lisa knows that she's doing a terrible job at demonstrating it.
She wants to do better.
"If you think you're not ready, I can call it off." she stands up, wrapping an arm around Solar's waist, tangling their fingers together and resting her chin on her shoulder, "We stay here and watch that absurd movie about cheerleaders again."
