𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠 𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒 | 𝑤𝑜𝑜𝑠𝑎𝑛

☪︎ - 32

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- 𝕋ℍ𝕀ℝ𝕋𝕐-𝕋𝕎𝕆 -

𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖

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san sat on the vanity's desk top, legs parted as he worked a shimmery purple eyeshadow onto wooyoungs lid, tongue poking out in concentration. wooyoung stood between his legs, hands resting on his thighs, eyes shut and face still so the boy could do whatever he so wished. the two had been like this for a while, after seonghwa and hongjoong had left them to go dance.

san and wooyoung had silently cheered for the two as they walked away, and san hoped his best friend would finally let himself enjoy things again. though after a while they grew bored just sitting and talking about whatever, so san had asked wooyoung if he wanted to go to his makeshift dressing room with him.

one thing led to another and san had begged the older to let him do his makeup (on top of what wooyoung was already wearing), and wooyoung couldn't deny san even if he wanted to. now here they were, 15 minutes later and san was still applying some eyeshadow wooyoung couldn't recall the name of onto his lid.

"how's it looking?" he asked, softly, as to not move his lips much. san leaned back a bit, tilting his head to the side to get a better look at his work before dabbing his brush into the palette once more and then applying the color to wooyoungs lid. he thought wooyoung looked breath-taking, with his blonde fluffy hair and pretty lips- he found his mole cute, and felt tempted to touch it.

"pretty, as usual." he mumbled, and cursed under his breath when he went outside of the shape he was creating, swiping the excess with a thumb. wooyoung blushed, san noticed, and forced down his smile,

"thanks,"

san hummed, and continued working. he found it calming to practice makeup, something he did often to pass the time. he wanted to sharpen his skill, he wanted to be ready for when he would start working at desire, wanted to be able to help kihyun, hyungwon and the others with their makeup too.

"almost done?" wooyoung asked, and san put his brush down, switching to a thin white eyeliner.

"almost~" he drew a dainty line, and then extended his waterline a bit more, it felt weird to wooyoung, he never liked that part- but he was glad he'd never been poked by his usual makeup artist. "maybe this was a bad idea." san huffed, putting his pen down and sitting back, arms folded over his chest.

wooyoung opened his eyes, pouting, "why?"

"cus you look even better than normal and it's not fair."

wooyoung rolled his eyes, hands shifting to grab sans waist softly, he pulled him a little closer and smiled, "i think that's hardly a reason. if we're going off that then you're way past unfair."

"how so?" san scoffed, biting at his lip to distract himself from how close they were.

"have you seen yourself?" wooyoung said as if it was common knowledge.

san huffed, "yeah, not the best sight."

"san." he said, lowly, like he was gonna get scolded. san hummed, looking down at his lap. "you're the prettiest person i've ever seen, you know?" wooyoung sighed, thumb rubbing small circles into sans skin, brushing it softly underneath his t-shirt.

san pouted, sulky, "you work with literal models."

wooyoung lifted a hand to sans cheek, cupping the boys face softly to tilt his head up so he was looking at him again, "yet you're prettier than ever single one."

"pretty?" san repeated, blushing- but he felt a pang in his chest.

"very." wooyoung answered, thumb caressing his pink cheek.

"not too feminine?" he asked, frowning a bit. wooyoung tilted his head at this, confused, "what do you mean?"

san took a breath, fighting the instinct to pull away from wooyoung and change the subject. "dad said i looked like a girl. good for clients." he mumbled, instead- uneasy when wooyoung didn't answer. wooyoung lifted his hand to brush back sans bangs a bit, he wrapped his arms around the boy, pulling him close into a hug, nuzzling his face over sans neck- he mumbled softly,

"you look perfect sannie, good for you. not anyone else."

san hugged him too, sniffling, and feeling like he was home.

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im so sorry this chapter is so short and it came out so fucking late but so much has happened back to back i didn't have the time to write

and i didn't really feel like more needed to be said for this chapter.

hence why it's so short but uhm, yeah they shouldn't be this short again hopefully

anyways i noticed you fuckers haven't looked at my carrd

so go look at it rn or else i'll send an angry shuhua after u

where's the link?

in my bio but i'll be nice and put it here too yw yw

https://forwattytatty.carrd.co

go look

anyways bye

~ lix ~

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