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Make-up (Oneshot)

Exists in "The Cool Timeline"

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Wolf watched with great, growing, curiosity as Gray's nimble hands traced the outline of his own eye in dark black. The pitch black was a stark contrast from his fair skin, only accentuating his striking violet eyes. His, already, long and dark lashes perfectly complimented this dab of ink. It was as if Gray was a finished painting, wonderfully beautiful and show-stopping, a real winner, and this make-up was final fine, un-necessary in Wolf's eyes, details. "You don't even need make-up Gray," He hummed, loitering uselessly in the threshold, "You're already pretty."

The smaller smiled, further showing off those wonderful eyes Wolf adored so much as the corners crinkled, "Thank you," Pale hands, with new black glossy nail polish resumed this adornment a moment later, the lasting effects of Wolf's compliment slowly dissipated until his smile returned to focus, "But I do so adore how it looks," He added a moment later, finishing the sharp black line that traced his eye. Wolf didn't know all that much about make-up and such, but, something told him this was something Gray was rather skilled in. 

Hell, what wasn't he skilled in.

He turned away from the mirror poised upon his desk, atop a few books for the perfect height, and towards the taller who'd still neglected entering the room properly. "Do you like it?" Gray asked, eyes innocently wide, lined in perfect "cat-eyes" or whatever it was Gray called it. Not that Wolf cared enough to remember, he didn't. Well, he did. The liner was drawn with an eerie amount of symmetry, all too perfect, just like Gray. 

It really was an exceptional skill he had, Wolf choked a little on the words, forcing out a, "Yeah," Before diverting his eyes elsewhere. Gray was often exceptionally pretty, now was no different.

A second later he continued with eyeshadow, a shimmery silver one he loved and often wore for the sake of being sparkly, though this burst of focus was shorter lived than the last one. "Seongje?" He asked, voice light and carefree, hands busy, eyes averted.

Gray was the only one allowed to call him that, a small fact that he often abused in privacy, "Hmm?" The other replied, leaning on the doorframe as he flipped through apps, in a mock-busy manner as if to not appear as though he were in a panic. His blazer had been freshly ironed that morning, as it was every morning, and he'd adapted to not slouching and wrinkling it.

"Can I do your make-up?" Silver make-up complimented his hair as wonderfully as the eyeliner had, really Gray was a perpetual work of art, even if he'd just been wearing his uniform instead of the dark sweatshirt and denim jeans he decorated his figure with now, Wolf would've still found him to be the most beautiful person ever. Really, he was fucking whipped. 

The question was an odd one, Wolf Keum had never worn any kind of make-up before, it was something his father would've probably killed him for, should he ever go home in a full face of eyeliner and sparkle, but Gray did value this skill, "I don't know how good I'd look on me," He deflected, studying the grace in Gray's hands as he applied the products exactly where he wanted them, within the imaginary lines he'd drawn in his head. "It suits you well," Wolf added, a little quieter, this whole thing was weird and new to him. It was rare for "The Wolf Keum" to feel any kind of emotion besides anger and perhaps light amusement, both of which he only sought out in fighting and violence.

Gray was quieter, sweeter, something that always required a little bit of a softer touch. "I'll do a good job I promise, He coaxed with a smile, showing off all of the hard work he'd already put in to his own. Wolf had no doubt that Gray could make it look nice, even if his subject was... well... Ganghak's head.