Always and Forever (Showki fanfic)

Ch. 24: The First of Many (Part 2)

Kihyun

~Saturday 9:45 a.m.~

 *fast heartbeats*

"What should I wear? Everything I have seems so dandy. God, Junmyeon-hyung is invading my closet," I groaned as I looked through the clothes before me. 

"Wait, why the fk should I care what I wear?! It's not like it is a real date," I mumbled under my breath. Mochi watches me from his toast shaped bed with a look of annoyance to which I ignored and glared daggers at my closet.

"Maybe, I'll wear a checkered shirt and jeans...no, wouldn't that be too simple? What does he like," I said out loud subconsciously.

"Definitely not what you are holding," says Hyungwon.

"Yah! Don't just talk suddenly! Also, since when were you here," I yelled.

"Enough to know that you are going on a date with a certain someone," he says with a smirk.

"Get out, pabo. And, it isn't a date," I retorted while crossing my arms at him.

"Sure...it isn't," he says with sarcasm dripping from his mouth like honey.

I glared at him and tapped my foot. "IT ISN'T, HYUNGWON," I said with equal sass.

"Please tell me that you aren't going to wear those clothes to your quote unquote date," he says while leaning against the door frame. 

"What's wrong with my clothes?"

"You look like a straight A student who has his nose in the books all day with those clothes on," he snorts.

"Like you wear anything that looks good."

"Let me dress you up, Kihyun~."

"No way."

"Come on. I promise you will L-O-V-E the result."

"But, I can't even fit into your clothes, you stick.  -.-"

"Psh, I have clothes that can fit you," he states before walking into his room.

~ten minutes later~

"Here, put these on. I used to wear them when I was your size," he says while trying to hold back his laughter.

"You little shit," I grumbled and threw a random dog toy at him. He dodges it effortlessly and smirks.

~in the bathroom~

I looked at the pile of clothes (a pair of ripped black acid washed skinny jeans, tight white shirt that read 'Sleep is bae' in cursive, and a red checkered jacket with a hood) that Hyunwon wanted me to wear and looked at it with disdain. "Of course, Hyungwon would wear them." 

*clothes shuffling*

*sighing*

*door opens*

 Hyungwon lets out a wolf whistle and claps. "Damn son, my old clothes look great on you, Kihyun."

"Yah! This (gestures to himself) is so tight," I said indignantly.

"Relax. You look bomb right now. No one could keep their hands off," he replies with an evil look.

"I look like one of those punks at a skater park," I said as I looked at myself in the mirror.

"Don't you mean a  hot skater punk? Wear your Converses to match the look."

"Forget it! I'm not going out in this," I growled before trying to go back into the bathroom. Hyungwon grabs onto me and drags me back to the center of my room. "Let go, you stick!"

"Never. Keep them on. Let me do your makeup too," he says into my ear.

"No!"

"I'll clean our apartment and wake up by myself for the next week," he whines.

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Okay, but not too much makeup."

"Alright. Sit here. I'll bring my kit," he replies before running to get it. Part of me was already regretting this.

~forty minutes later~

"I must say that this is probably the best I put on makeup on someone else besides myself," he states while nodding.

"I better not look like a clown," I said before looking into the body length mirror next to my dresser. I gasped loudly as I did not recognize myself with such fierce makeup on. I never put on more than the simple stuff like foundation, BB cream, and eyebrow crayon to fill in my brows. "Hyungwon, you..."

"I'm amazing. I know," he says smugly.  Ignoring what he just said, I gently touched my face and watched the man in the mirror do the same.

Wow...

A/N: I couldn't find a picture with Kihyun wearing intense makeup with pink hair so I just settled for the gif above. I do not own that gif. Credits to the original poster.