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"I can still see your mole." Jackson poked a spot near Mark's lips. Mark looked back at the mirror too see that indeed, his mole was still visible. The one that his noonas often cover up.

Mark and Jackson were talking in Mark's hotel room when they suddenly challenged each other who could do their makeup better. Since they were used to having another person to do it for them, they wanted to see who could do the job done.

So they went to the nearest store to get all the makeup they think they need, which happened to be more than what a girl would use. Foundation, concealer, 5 lipsticks, a cheek and lip tint, emulsion, color corrector, some lip crayons, setting powder, those egg thingy- a beauty blender (they didn't know what it was called), a couple of eye shadow palates, and setting spray.

They had to buy all the things that they remembered were put on their faces, literally all the products the sales lady suggested to them.

Although the setting spray was more of an interest of choice. It was their favorite part in makeup. It tingled and smelled good so they just had to get it.

"What's wrong with that?"

They both chose photos of themselves they would mimic and has to be exactly the same. Mark had troubles with the foundation and concealer. He didn't know much of the difference of the two and how much he should apply without looking like a ghost in a cheap horror movie.

"Your lips are too red. And you don't need the blush." Mark commented. Jackson licked his lips then grabbed the mirror out of Mark's hand to view himself.

"I think I look cute with the blush." Jackson huffed, setting the mirror down on the vanity table.

"You look old." Mark playfully shoved Jackson's face. "I think you're suppose to put it in the cheek bones not on the apples of the  cheeks, if I'm right."

Jackson knitted his brows, tilting his head, "Sorry Jeffree Star. How do you know that by the way?"

Mark shrugged, "Haeji noona told me once. And you look weird with it being too pigmented." He laughed, "You look like a middle school girl."

"No, I don't." Jackson protested.

"Yeah you do."

Looking back at the mirror, Jackson checked his rogue tinted cheeks. "Mm'k maybe I do."

A few more minutes later, they both finished. They could say that they did a fair job for a couple of guys who has little experience on makeup. Sure, they overdid by buying a lot and ended up not using almost half of them.

They both looked at theit reflection, silently prasing themselves for their efforts.

"Not bad." Jackson was the first to say, earning a nod from the other.

"I still think you don't need the blush."

Jackson looked like he was going for a red palate with the scattered cheek tint and over pigmented pomegranate colored lips while Mark looked too pale yet in some places on his face were splotchy. If it weren't for the pink shimmery lip gloss, he'd look like he was dead.

"We look stupid." Mark laughed.

"Hey we worked hard and that's what matters." The Chinese posed after saying his 'epiphany'. God these two.

"Ewww don't be like that." Mark scrunched his nose, moving away from the mirror to slouch on his seat.

Jackson ignored the other, pulling out his phone then going to sit next to Mark.

"Smile!" Jackson said in Mandarin, lifting the phone to their faces at an arms distance.
Mark did the opposite. Not bothering to form an expression as Jackson pressed the button. The next picture, Jackson was puffing his cheeks while Mark held up a peace sign. Then they took another one, and another one, and another. Until there were about 20 photos of them together.