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makeup | suna rintarou

it's finally friday, after school. the weekend couldn't have come any slower!

you arrive to the miya house, finishing the walk from school with atsumu, osamu, and suna. thankfully, there wasn't practice today.

the four of you take off your shoes and line your bags up on the floor, heading to the living room.

"what do you guys wanna do?" you plop down on the couch, looking at the two.

"ooh, let's do rin's makeup!" atsumu suggests.

"what." suna puts his phone down.

you gasp. "perfect!"

"is this a joke?" suna lets out a short laugh, "it isn't april fools day yet.."

"nope, come with me, y/n!" atsumu gets up from the couch. you following shortly after, leaving osamu and suna. you and atsumu sneak up the stairs and into his mothers room, borrowing makeup you think would fit suna.

"do you think he'll actually let us use this on him?" you ask as the two of you go back down the stairs.

"he has no choice!"

you shrug, sitting down on the couch and putting the makeup down on the coffee table.

"oh, you were being serious.." suna scratches his head, sitting up from slouching.

"well, duh. i never lie." atsumu shakes the bottle of foundation, mixing together the contents. suna, left without a choice, scoots closer to atsumu as he puts some of the foundation on a brush, spreading it over suna's face.

suna wipes his thumb across his chin once atsumu finishes, picking some of the foundation up to examine the substance. "my face will never feel the same."

"oh, you're such a drama queen." osamu narrows his eyes at suna, getting the next step ready. he picks up the concealer, handing it to you. suna turns from atsumu to you with an unimpressed expression, regretting his life choices. nonetheless, you apply concealer under his eyes, buffing it out with a makeup sponge.

"could you, atleast, be gentle with it? geez." suna complains, his lips pursed.

"that was nothing!"

"yeah, y/n could've done it like this." osamu takes the sponge from you, smashing it into suna's face multiple times.

suna scrunches his face, begging osamu to stop.

you put on contour next, atsumu applying mascara after, and osamu ending with eyeshadow and lipstick.

"are you almost done?" suna sighs.

"almost!" you press setting powder onto suna's face, causing him to frantically blink during the process. he holds onto your wrist, stopping the application.

"you're gonna make me go blind, y/n."

"this would be way easier if you'd stop blinking, you know."

"that texture is disgusting."

atsumu lightly hits suna's hand. "get over it, we're just trying to make you into a pretty princess!"

you laugh, finishing the powder application before pressing the highlighter into his skin with your pinky, letting osamu do the next step in the makeup routine. osamu's tongue slightly sticks out as he concentrates on the precision of doing suna's eyeliner, making sure that both sides are even.

"see, it wasn't that bad, was it?" you brush off the excess powder, revealing the perfect makeup look.

"it was torture."

"i dunno, rin, you could be a model with a look like this!" atsumu gestures his hands in front of suna's face.

suna bats his false lashes. "i know, my features are to die for." he replies with a wink.