Keith Kogane is a broken teenager. He goes through auditory and visual hallucinations of a man who kidnapped him a year ago and who would torture him every day before the police found him, 1 month after he disappeared. Because of his mental state, h...
A/N: Salutations mortals! (Thx for the greeting and the help with this chapter @Sarya22 <3)
So this part will be switched over to Pidge's day off (which is on the same day when Keith got his new medication). He and his best friend will go to a makeup store that Hunk works at. To give you a visual of what the place looks like, (because I will mention certain things in the store) here's a picture:
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This time, I put Dodie's cover of "Cool For The Summer." It's sweet and catchy so please savor this section!
The two best friends were inside a makeup store called, "Single Waves." It was a small shop. It contained beauty products like makeup, nail polish, different types of brushes, and more. The entire staff seemed nice. Each member was kind to every customer and their smiles didn't feel fake. The place had a gentle and friendly atmosphere. Everyone who entered was different and had a variety of "standards" but no one left unsatisfied. Everything about that establishment was cute and very welcoming.
Pidge was sitting on a white seat in front of a rectangular mirror. He was waiting for his buddy to return from the back of the store since he needed to get some supplies for a client.
The therapist made himself go in circles on the chair in hopes to entertain himself. He spun faster and faster until his head could no longer keep balance. Once he got very dizzy, he stopped spinning and tried to regain his equilibrium. He faced forward and closed his eyes for a short period of time. He repeated this whole process 3 times until he felt really nauseous. Afterward, he put his head down and groaned in pain.
"What did you do while I was gone?" Hunk laughed as he stood beside his ally. He put some makeup tools on the desk the mirror stood on.
Pidge tiredly giggled, "Nothing man. Don't worry about it."
"If you say so." He walked behind him, put his hands on his shoulders, then made him sit up. "It's your turn to get glammed!"
"Glammed?" He questioned.
"I'm gonna put makeup on you!"
His eyes widened, "Wait! You're gonna do what?!"
"I'm gonna put makeup on you!" He repeated. "But don't worry, I won't give you a feminine look. I know how much that would pain you."
He sighed in relief, "Oh, okay then..."
"In fact, I'm gonna do the exact opposite."
"What do you mean?"
Hunk turned the chair around and looked him in the eye, "You want to look more like a male, correct?"
He nodded and smiled shyly.
"I can make that happen with the power of," he reached over to the table, grabbed a small container of foundation, and showed it to him, "makeup!"
