Corruption {ON HOLD}

Chapter 7

I don't really know how makeup works lol.

Insecurity was laying in bed. The plush covers somehow made him want to do something dreadfully dramatic like sing a declaration of love or something.

He wasn't good with new people. That was one thing he seemed to remember from whoever he used to be. Or whoever the sides thought he was supposedly before. 

He fiddled with his sash, clenching it and unclenching it as he stared at the ceiling. The luminescent star stickers almost seemed mocking him.

Insecurity frowned and unclenched his hands from his sash and opting to put them away from his sash.

The colour was so jarring, so bold. The red stood out even if it seemed a bit dull. But then again, the same thing could be said about his stark-white hair or his slightly paler skin than Thomas'.

He sat up from the bed, deciding to do some investigating in his room. He slipped out of bed and opened the closet, but immediately closing it. Looking at it made him strangely claustrophobic and brought ill-feelings.

He checked the wardrobe and it had an array of white, gold and red. At some point of digging through the wardrobe, he found Disney onesies and pyjamas.

He caught a better look at himself in the mirror. Freckles were lightly splattered across his cheeks and his nose. He investigated the en-suite.

He found an array of beauty products like concealer and foundation. He even found eyeshadow pallets. Looking around, he swiftly closed the en-suite door and locked it.

He wanted to try out the eyeshadow.

He took out bronze and gold eyeshadow and almost naturally picked up the make-up brush. He brushed his eyelids with the powder. When he was done he felt almost strong.

But of course things went confusing once he actually stepped out of his room again.