makeup artist

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"are you sleepy?" mingyu asked, dal's eyes closing as he set the foundation. "no," he slurred, hitting the side of his face. "were you out at dinner?" dal nodded, mingyu looking at his outfit happily, playing with his jacket. "yep. me, wooseok, and eunjoo." "and i'm guessing wooseok was going to get hammered." mingyu tilted his head, looking at wooseok's out of personality upbeat behavior with minghao. "yep. i had him chug water before getting to work though. he's a lot to handle when drunk." "did you drink?" taking a deep breath, dal layered multiple pigments on his eyes, making sure he would pop on the set. "i had a few shots but i don't like drinking that much."

"i think you're okay. we're going to have to fix it multiple times because of amount of takes." dal smiled, grabbing mingyu's outfit for the performance. smiling, mingyu waited in the small line for the 2 stalls, chatting with minghao. "baby!" wooseok smiled, wrapping his hands around dal's waist, pulling up his shirt. "wooseok! don't do that." dal panicked, slapping his arm. stopping the motion, wooseok pouted, hugging him tightly.

"he's a mess." dal mouthed, mingyu chuckling, wooseok about to kiss his cheek. "lee wooseok." "i know." he groaned, grabbing his water bottle and chugging a third of it. "i'm back!" mingyu said, dal smiling as he sat down. grabbing his brush, dal fixed mingyu's hair, a lump in his throat as mingyu pat his head. "i'll perform well." he said, fixing the sleeveless shirt before going to join wonwoo.

sitting in the chair in front of him, dal closed his eyes, rubbing his forehead. he heard the director start the take, hot starting up. standing back up, he looked at the group, the red lights lighting up the white frames burning his eyes. "cut!" the director yelled, seungcheol groaning before they got back into their spots.

the director started the second take, quickly stopping it. fixing his clothes, he grabbed a water bottle, playing with the foundation bottle on the makeshift table setup. the clocks ticked louder, turning past midnight and to 1am before he nodded off.

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mingyu smiled, walking over to the tired boy, quickly patting his shoulder. "sleepy head, wake up." he said, dal jolting awake. "i'm up!" dal's face heated up, grabbing the setting powder. mingyu's hair dripped with sweat, body hugged in the outfit for the stage.

patting the moisture away, dal quickly reapplied the concealer, waiting for his hair to dry before spraying it down. "go go!" dal smiled, his heart fluttering at the side hug mingyu gave him.

why did he feel like this?

mingyu had gotten more clingy over the past few days, giving him small hugs or rubbing his hands, annoyingly causing dal's heart to flutter. he really was just his client. his coworker. feelings weren't an option for them. and yet, he still found himself craving the touch of mingyu.

the thought was extremely embarrassing. it caused a blush to crawl up his face as he watched the performance. "we're done! thank you!" the director said, the group clapping and bowing. running over to dal, the two quietly cheered, dal taking off the makeup quickly. "do you want me to brush out your hair?" mingyu nodded, dal taking the brush and combing through his hair, the hairspray knotting around the bristles. "i'll get changed and then i'll see you off." he said, running away and changing into his practice clothes, dal packing up.

"come on wooseok!" eunjoo said, wooseok stumbling into her arms. "i'll take you to the car." mingyu smiled, dal packing up his bag. "thanks." he said, fixing his crop top. going to the door, mingyu paused, looking at dal. taking a deep breathe, he asked his question.

"can i hug you dal?" dal's face clouded with blush, nodding happily as mingyu wrapped his arms around dal's shoulder. laying his chin on dal's head, mingyu rocked the two, whispering quietly to him. "you look really nice. i like your outfit a lot." blushing again, dal pulled away, thanking him as he exited the area, waving goodbye.

running down the steps, he got into wooseok's car, sliding into the back seat. "i'll take you home first?" eunjoo asked, dal nodding, troye sivan playing through the car. "dal," wooseok said, holding onto dal's arm. "what." "i love you!"

"i love you too wooseok." dal smiled, patting his friends hair.

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by the time dal exited the shower and dried his hair with the towel, it was late into 3am. sliding on a shirt, dal groaned as he got into bed, looking at his messages, clicking on mingyu's name.

mingyu

did you get home safely?

i did!
i just showered
wbu?

im home too
just got in bed TT
my legs hurt so baddd

agh, yall danced so much
it must suck

im used to it ig
wanna call?

sure

grinning at the incoming call, dal clicked the notification, smiling at mingyu's wet hair and bright smile. "dal, how are you?" "i'm alright." he yawned, snuggling under his duvet. "sleep." mingyu frowned, worrying about his friend.

"i wanna talk to you." dal groaned, flipping over. "fine. just be cozy okay?" nodding, dal grabbed his plug, connecting it to his almost dead phone. "how was your day?" he asked, mingyu thinking for a second. "good. simple. i'm happy you're my stylist if i'm honest." his eyes widened, going back on what he said. "not that i don't love jangmi noona, but i just feel like i connect better with you."

nodding, dal closed his eyes, snuggling into his pillow. "i feel like that too." a fond smile laid on mingyu's face. "sleep if you want to. i'll hang up before i do." "okay. goodnight gyu." "goodnight dalie." dal's awake voice turned into quiet, asleep breaths, mingyu smiling before whispering quietly.

"still so pretty when asleep." he smiled, hanging up the call. putting his phone on the side table, mingyu grinned, his heart fluttering at the thought of his makeup artist.

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i think this is cute 😼
ily sunflowers!
make sure to sleep and eat and take care of yourselves :(