dolan twins ; imagines.

↬ make-up [g]

— this imagine is dedicated to; graysonande99 i hope you like it.💓
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it was a boring saturday night, you were laying down on the twins' trampoline at their warehouse,

"ugh" you grunt in boredom.

"what's wrong kassydi?" grayson says turning around facing you as he slightly laughs.

"you've been grunting for the last hour." he laughs again, shoving your shoulder slightly.

"i'm gonna die from boredom grayson" you say, as you think of ways to kill your boredom.

"watch some youtube videos" grayson suggests as he turns around and plays with his phone.

you take his advise and open youtube, you scroll down on your recommendation's list. your eyes fall on a video of troye sivan. the thumbnail says 'bethany mota does my makeup.' an idea rings in your head as you jump up in excitement causing the trampoline to move and grayson slightly jumping up.

"what happened?" he asks, as he sits up smiling.

"i have an idea!" you sit down in-front of him.

"what is it babe?" he asks, his eyes lightning up.

"can i do your makeup?" you ask hesitantly.

"no." he pouts his lips.

"come on grayson, please."
"for me?" you give him the puppy dog eyes as you tug on his arm.

"fine." he says sighing.

you peck his lips as you run to bring your makeup bag. you find it and you go back to the trampoline and slide in. you lay everything down and look at grayson.

"kassydi, do i have to?" he says, looking down.

"yes." you say lifting his head up.

"now stop whining because i'm going to start." you say grabbing the bottle of foundation and putting some on the back of your wrist. you grab a beauty blender and dip it in the foundation. you apply it to grayson's tired looking face as he makes weird faces at you.

"it feels like paint." he says, spitting out nothing in particular.

"grayson stop" you say laughing.

you finish applying the foundation and now its time for concealer, you grab the lipstick shaped bottle and you put it underneath his eyes drawing a triangle.

"what the hell is that?" he says looking down.

"its concealer." you say, grabbing the beauty blender and padding out the product.

"what is that?" he asks curiously.

"it hides the bags under your eyes, and other things too."

he pulls back as he holds his hand to his heart dramatically,
"are you saying i have bags under my eyes?"

"yes. now get back here ass fuck." you say, pulling him from his shirt.

you apply powder, bronzer and blusher, you grab the most important thing about makeup.

the highlight.

"woah, what is that? and why is it so shiny?" he says his eyes wide.

"i know right?!" you exclaim as you add some highlight to your brush.

"its called highlighter, and its the most essential part of makeup." you say applying some to his cute button nose, his cupid's bow, and his cheek bones.

"damn my baby lookin' hot already." you say.

you contour his face, and apply some eyeshadow to his eyes, eyeliner and mascara.

"now its time for the lips." you move your lips goofily.

"not the lips." he says sadly.

"it feels weird and annoying."

"its fine, now stop whining." you apply some dark red lipstick to his plump lips.

"and we're done!" you say excitedly.

"i hate this." he says turning on his camera looking at his face.

"fuck off, the amount of product you have on your face costs like, 60 dollars right now." you roll your eyes.

"dang." he widens his eyes.

"anyways, lets take pictures." you flip on the camera and start taking a bunch of pictures of him.

"at least if killed your boredom. i sacrificed my face for you!" he says throwing his arms up.

"oh yeah, im still bored though." you reply laying back down.

"shoot me please." grayson says in defeat.

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hey guys, sorry i haven't been writing i dont have any ideas lol, but anyways check out my other book its called 'blake' and yeah thanks for reading dont forget to vote for more chapters!💗