(Everything in this fic is purely my headcanons and all just of fun and isn't accurate to the canon characters, and obviously you don't have to read this if you don't like the concept of these characters as LGBT+. Homophobia of any sort will not be tolerated and will result in an immediate block for so much as a passive comment.)
"Sara, hold still," the younger boy said firmly to his wiggling girlfriend.
"As if you did much better when I was doing YOUR makeup!" She huffed, sticking out her tongue.
Without pulling away the little brush, "yes I did, I sat completely still and we were done in half the time because I didn't make it so you had to keep cleaning up."
"Are you two coming or what?" Patrick poked his head into the bathroom, his makeup already done, Joe following close behind and peeking in as well, "yeah, we've gotta go soon if we wanna have a full day to see everything!"
"We'd be done already if Sara would stOP MOVING!" He raised his voice a little to express his frustration at the girl whose head had whirled around to the boys, smudging the blue paint across her nose and other cheek.
"Sara I will duct tape you to that counter if you do not sit still," Patrick pointed at her threateningly.
Oliver glanced back over to her from the corner of his eye, "or she could be the only one of us without makeup."
"Just finish Oliver, I'll stay still, I promise!" She looked at him with pleading eyes, making his face soften as he leaned back in and wiped the smudged paint off with a damp paper towel before carefully swiping the brush across her cheek.
"Ugh, you guys are so cute it's gross, stop being all lovey-eyes with my best friend when I'm right here," Pat teased.
As soon as Oliver finished the small strokes of pink, yellow and blue to make her pan flag on both cheeks he looked back at him over his glasses with red cheeks though still staying calm, "you're a hypocrite saying that when you're literally dating my brother. And you guys are always making out. In our shared room. That I walk into regularly."
"Oh, would you look at the time, gonna go double check that we have everything," a blushing Joe answered awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck as he walked away, grabbing Patrick's hand as he glared back.
"Let me do your eyeshadow..." The blond murmured to her softly as he reached for the palette.
She chuckled at him, raising an eyebrow, "eyeshadow? How fancy, I would've done that for you if I had known! You know what you're doing, right?"
He nods back, rubbing a bit of the pink compacted powder onto the foam applicator and gently applying it to the inner corner of one of her closed eyelids, "I'm not a fan of wearing it so I'm okay, but I used to watch Meg do this when I was little, I still remember some of the stuff.... And I think it would look pretty on you...." He finished with a blush
"Hm, cool! I always forget you have a sister..." Sara said happily with a smile.
"That makes sense when you haven't technically met her... I wouldn't count that one time you happened to be there when she came running out of the apartment because I ran off all mad as you meeting her," he chuckled, doing the same to her other eye before doing the same with yellow in the middle and blue on the outer side, blending the colors rather well.
Hopping off the counter, Sara looked behind her into the mirror at the flags on her cheeks and eyeshadow on her eyelids, eyes widening in excitement as she turned to Oliver, "this is amazing!!! I never thought you'd be good at makeup, Olly!!"
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The Kiss Bet: Oliver & Sara Oneshots
Romance*Note: The stories leading up to A Quick Walk were written before season 2, so those are not intended to be modeled after canon season 2* *All stories leading up to "Platonic" Cuddles (Part 1) were written before season 3, so those are not intended...
