Ashton-“Babe! Come here for a second please!” You called from the bathroom. “Coming!” Ashton responded, running up the stairs. “What’s up?” He said, walking into the room. “Can you do my makeup?” You asked, batting your eyelashes at him while jutting your lower lips out a bit. A few days ago, you had broken your arm due to a bike accident. The cast had made things difficult because it always got in the way, and it annoyed you. Ashton groaned, throwing his head back in defeat, walking towards you. He looked at the contents of your make up bag scattered around the bathroom counter. “What goes on first?” He asked, picking up the mascara. “Eyeliner. It’s that one.” You said, pointing to a tiny pencil. You laughed as his eyes went wide, staring at you in shook. “Seriously, Y/N? I’m gonna like your damn eyes out with this!” He said, picking up the pencil. “You won’t. I promise. Just do it, trust me. I’ll be fine.” Promising him, turning to face him. Ashton sighed and gently grabbed your face, his height looming over you. He gently applied the eyeliner, scared to hurt you in any way. You kept telling him you were fine, but he wouldn’t listen. Through the whole process, he gradually became less nervous, applying everything correctly. When he finished, he had a proud look on his face as he carefully placed your cover up on the counter. Looking in the mirror, you were shocked at his work. It looked amazing. “Ash, you did my makeup better than I do. Thank you.” You said, turning around to kiss him. He dodged your lips, causing your lips to touch his cheek. “Y/N, you can’t ruin my masterpiece.” He explained, making you giggle and playfully slap his arm.
Luke:
You and Luke were really bored on his day off, so you went on twitcam. “Okay, so does anyone have any good challenges?” Luke asked. Almost immediately, requests for ‘boyfriend does your makeup’ came in. “Boyfriend does your makeup challenge? What’s that?” He asked, confusion coloring his voice. “It’s where you do my makeup, but I can’t tell you what the stuff is or what it’s actually used for.” You explain to him, looking at the comments coming in. “Sounds fun! Go get your makeup!” He said excitedly, gently pushing your shoulder. You thanked the heavens you didn’t wear makeup today. Grabbing your makeup kit, you rushed back to where Luke was sitting, answering some fan questions while you were gone. “Got my makeup!” You yelled, scaring him. Taking your seat next to him, you placed your kit in his lap. Luke peeked inside, widening from the amount of makeup tools you had. “Lets go.” You said as he removed your lip gloss from the kit. Closing your eyes, you felt as he applied it to your eyelids. “I don’t understand. Why does it smell so good if it goes on your eyes?” Luke questioned. You shrugged in response, choking back a giggle. When he finished, you grabbed your compact mirror, inspecting the damage. “You made me look like a clown!” You laughed, facing the camera to show the fans. Luke pouted, jutting his lip out a bit. “In my defense, my strong suit is music, not a makeup artist.” He answered. You kissed his cheek. “I love you for trying.” You said sweetly.
Calum:
“Y/N, what’s this?” Calum asked curiously, holding your foundation. “That’s my foundation. Why do you ask?” Looking up from your laptop, to see Calum reading the back of the tiny bottle. He shrugged. “Just curious I guess.” Nodding, you went back to your computer. “Can I put it on you?” He asked sheepishly. Your eyes went wide in shock from hearing that question. “Uh, sure?” You answer, closing your laptop and setting it aside as Calum walked toward you. Sitting down on the bed, he opened the lid, squeezing some of the liquid onto his finger. “Why are you suddenly so interested in my makeup?” You ask as he rubs the makeup on your face. Calum shrugs, concentrating on getting the makeup off his finger. “Done.” He says, leaning back, handing you a mirror. Looking into the mirror, all you saw was your natural, makeup less face. “Aren’t you gonna do more? Like add eyeliner, mascara, eyeshadow?” You questioned, looking up at your boyfriend. “Nope. All the makeup you need is that because our beautiful just the way you are.” He smiles as you press your lips to against his in a loving kiss.
Michael:
“Babe, I’m bored.” Michael whined, walking into the bathroom where you currently were doing your makeup for the day. “Do you wanna finish my makeup for me then? It’ll give you something to do.” You suggested, smiling up at him. “Sure, but you gotta tell me how to do it.” He said, walking up to you, brushing slick of hair away from your face. “Okay, see those colorful squares over there?” You questioned your boyfriend, who’s eyes darted down in search of these “colorful squares” you were talking about. When he saw it, he nodded quickly, looming back up to you. “That’s eyeshadow. It goes on my eyelids with this brush. Can you do that?” He nodded again, picking up the small applicator and the eyeshadow. “What color do I put on?” He asked, looking at the make up. Shrugging, you turned to him, closing your eyes. “Surprise me.” Michael grunted, running the applicator in the blue square and lightly rubbing the makeup on your closed eyes. “How’s that?” He asked as you opened your eyes. Your eyes widened quickly when you saw that he had gotten it all the way up to your eyebrow. He definitely did surprise you. “It’s great, babe thanks so much!” You said happily, not wanting to hurt his feelings.
