It's Just Pretend ✔️

Chapter 7

"What's your sexuality?" The main photographer asks me and I take a deep breath. "Pansexual" I answer and he nods. "Great..." he trails off clicking away on his phone. "So this is your flag? Correct?" He asked showing me a picture of the pansexual flag.

"Yeah that's it" I answer and he nods. "Cool that's going to be the color theme, if that's not too much for you" he continues and I just nod following him. "Great, we'll have some flowers set up but the background will be white.

"Makeup team! Get started!" He yells and a group of three come running out before pulling me into a room. I wonder where mom is. She said she'd be here. Dad was suppose to be coming too. I even brought Rajah for him to see. He was in his bed sleeping though.

"So are we doing heavy or light makeup?" One guy asked and I looked into the light mirror in front of me. "Um. Well, I don't want to go extreme, I usually just do mascara... I wouldn't mind doing a little color but I really don't want to be overdramatic it's just not how I am" I try to explain not feeling like I'm making any sense.

"We got you honey" he waves the girls over and one starts parting my hair as the other two talk about my skin. "It's flawless, absolutely flawless" she whispers and I can't help but smile at the compliment.

"And his jawline... perfect. I say we add a bit of highlighter for some shimmer. Maybe add some eyeshadow. What colors are the theme?" He asks looking at me. "Pink, yellow, blue," I tell them and he nods. "I think I'm just going to let his hair floof instead of parting it. Maybe we should give him a wet hair look" the girl behind me suggests and the two in front gasp.

"Yes! Nothing can go wrong with a wet man" I about choke on my own saliva at that comment.  The girls hummed in response as one started applying I assume the highlighter to my cheekbones.

"So are we thinking pink in the crease or blue?" He asked grabbing a bottle of something. "Blue crease, yellow center, and then some pink on the outer edge. I'd do some white eyeliner, little wings nothing extreme" she doesn't even look up as he stares at her, admiring her work.

"Okay so I'm putting primer on first because it keeps the shadow more vibrant for a longer time" he explains and I nod before closing my eyes. He applies the primer to my eyes and I open them to find him grabbing a pallet and a brush.

"Does the highlighter look good?" The woman asks him as he leaned forward with a brush, patting the side of the pallet to get the excess off. "Amazing as always" he chuckles before tilting my head up. "Eyes close please," he asked and I close my eyes feeling the brush pat the makeup onto my eye. He continues doing this switching brushes and adding things onto my eyes.

"Okay, we're going to be doing under-eye first so I need you to trust me. Open your eyes and look up, okay" the woman tells me and I look at her in a panic but listen. "Okay" I whisper and I do as she said. She takes out a white eyeliner and starts working on it.

I did my best not to blink, and I'm just going to say it, it was scary. "Great, now I've got to do it up here" she mumbles to herself and I close my eyes.

She does a little wing as she said before and then added mascara. I opened my eyes feeling so different. "You look so pretty! Handsome! I'm so gender envy!" One of the girls squeals and I smile brightly. It felt nice. I was a guy wearing makeup and they actually seemed to be supporting me.
"Thank you guys" I nod to them and the other girl grabs a spray bottle she had filled up when they were doing my makeup.

"You're welcome!" They cheer and the girls walk over to me. Taking my chin she tilts my head back to spray it making it wet, messy, and spiky. "That's hot!" The guy bites his lip and I look away again trying to hide my blush.

"Well let's move you onto clothes, the guy helps me up and I nod following him. They gave me some light blue baggy jeans with zippers all over them. I pulled them on along with a pale pink sweater which had a white-collar.

I was allowed to keep my black earrings in as well as a black necklace. I was given some back shoes and soon pushed towards the set. "Has anyone seen my parents?" I ask the lights already on and cameras set up and ready.

There were flowers pinned to the wall and some hanging from the ceiling others were spilled out on the floor. "Okay I want you to lay sprawled out naturally" he calls and I lay down my arms over my head, a leg up and the other out. "Beautiful" he calls and I move a hand to my face.

After a few minutes of posing, he tells me to stand. "Look up, and run a hand through your hair. The other one is on your chest. Try to shift your weight more to the right side" he explains and I do what he says keeping a serious face before opening my mouth slightly.

"Yes let's go, baby! You look so sexy!" Mum shouts and I laugh looking over to where the voice was. I let my hands drop some water dropping from my hair. "Very fierce" he chuckles taking some more pictures.

"Is Rajah here?" Dad asked looking around. He got his answer when the cat meowed and pounced onto Dad's leg. I rolled my eyes and put a hand to my chin eyeing the camera from the side. "He looks too sexy, I don't like it," Dad whispers followed by a groan as I assume my mum hit him. "Tony- shut up" she shushes him.

"...but..." he just gives up and I go onto my knees giving them the best pose I could. "Yes get it, my boy! I pushed that out!" Mum shouts and I get flustered as dad grins. "Nancy, my love, some things you should just keep to yourself" he sighs and she huffs.

"Shirt off?" He suggests and the makeup artist immediately starts cheering. "I'll get the spray bottle!" One of the girls yells and runs off as I shrug.

"Sure" I mutter standing and stripping off my shirt, he took many pictures of that and I threw it off to the side watching somebody immediately pick it up. Kinda felt bad seeing it. "Yes!" Mum starts clapping.

The girl comes running back with the spray bottle and I laugh as she sprayed my hair and then my chest. I start to pose all over again. Picking up a few flowers I throw them up before putting one up in my hair, letting him take pictures of the whole process. 

I put a flower in my mouth jokingly but they kept taking pictures. "Our son looks good doing everything!" Mum cries and dad wraps an arm around her shoulder. "That's because we're hot parents," he tells her and I gag.

We did a few more pictures and I was constantly sprayed, it was kind of funny. Knowing that the pictures would probably turn out amazing but behind the scenes, I was getting attacked by a spray bottle like a cat getting punished.

I was given a towel and wiped myself off, keeping my makeup on. I had makeup wipes at home and was kind of vibing with the makeup. It was definitely not going to be an everyday thing but I wouldn't complain about it.

"Not much editing will be needed, I'll have them to you by tomorrow" he looks through the pictures showing me a few. "Looks nice" I loved the colors and contrast. He nods continuing to click through them. "I really just have to edit out the strings to make it look more magical" he gives me jazz hands and I laugh but nod.

"Thank you" I answer and he nods. I go to my parents hugging them. "You're so handsome" mum compliments me, kissing my cheek. "Thanks, Mum" I nod hugging her. My dad gives me a side hug, his other arm preoccupied with Rajah.

"I'm surprised Damien isn't here?" Dad says looking around for him. "He had a busy day at work and I didn't want him to miss it, so I didn't tell him about it" I lie knowing it would make them feel better.

"Our baby is an angel" mum whispers hugging me even tighter. "Stop being selfish and let your boyfriend spoil you!" She quickly scolds right after as I laugh laying my head on hers.

"We're so proud of you"