Bryce sat as still as possible while Jonathan tended to his face, stroking the black pencil neatly on Bryce's eyelids. He felt the sticky product cling to his smooth skin and create a pointed design. Jonathan gave Bryce the okay to open his eyes, Bryce blinking rapidly to remove the feeling of pressure from his sensitive eyes.
"It's coming together, Bryce," Jonathan said in a sing-song voice, grabbing a large contour brush and dipping it in a canister of glittery blush. He dusted the light foundation onto Bryce's cheekbones and they turned a bright shiny pink that matched perfectly with his cream skin. Jonathan then took the eyeliner to draw an all-too-familiar sign.
"How do you even know how to do this?" Bryce questioned as Jonathan capped the thin container of blush along with the eyeliner and placed them on the counter. He picked up the lip gloss to apply to Bryce's naked lips.
"I have a sister," Jonathan shrugged, dabbing the gloss onto blank skin.
"And?" Bryce took the opportunity to speak when Jonathan fetched more product.
"I did her makeup for prom," Jonathan continued filling in the empty spaces on Bryce's lips, tilting his head to make sure he got every nook and crany.
"So one time makes you an expert. Interesting." Jonathan glared at the blonde.
"Shut up and rub them together." Jonathan got up, making sure the towel around his waist was secure before throwing everything back into the makeup bag. Bryce did as he was told and smeared the gloss all over of his lips to even it out. "What makes you think I'm an expert?"
Bryce stared at the other in disbelief. Jonathan was surprising talented at applying makeup, each stroke by his hands being precise yet natural, like it was all planned out yet it wasn't. In all honesty, Jonathan's own cosmetic design was fascinating.
His face was free of foundation since his skin was a perfect pale white with light freckles to complement. His dark eyebrows were colored in to have a fierce arch and his eyelids contained a nude palette look, light mixing with dark nicely. His cheeks had the same color shade as Bryce, but the blush was put on more lightly due to Jonathan's pastel skin. To make his look shine, red lipstick touched his rounded lips, making his teeth look ten times whiter when he spoke.
"Jonathan, you look like a model."
"Says you." Jonathan gestured towards the mirror. Bryce pushed himself off the bed in front of the mirror and immediately gasped at his appearance.
Bryce's eyelids were coated in a gleaming silver with black eyeliner blending the sides into a pointed tip. His eyebrows were left alone since they had their own perfection to them. The blush brought out his cheekbones and transformed them into a soft pink. On top of it, there was a grey-black Omega symbol on Bryce's right cheek, representing his true love. Lastly, his thin lips were stained with fuchsia glittery lip gloss that screamed angel.
"Maybe I am an expert," Jonathan said with a cocky smirk.
Bryce glared at the older, but had to admit, he was pretty good. "Shut up and get out of my room. I need to change."
"Nope. I'm gonna sit here and watch." Bryce stared at the shorter man. He was about to push Jonathan out of the room, but the male received the hint and left immediately.
Bryce simply shook his head as he heard the other's famous cackle from the other side of his oak wood door. He approached his comfortable bed with his outfit sprawled across the sheets, planning to surprise his partner with it. Nerves struck his body at the thought of cross-dressing. Bryce had never done it before, deeming his very "manly" personality. But after days of annoying convincing from Jonathan suggesting he had the perfect body and face for this type of thing, Bryce agreed.
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Banana Bus Squad One-Shots
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