Calum: “What are you doing?” He asked as he walked in on you in the the bathroom. “What the hell is on your face?” Calum stuck his finger in the foundation that was still wet on your cheek. “Putting on my make-up and you’re not helping.” You swatted Calum’s hand away and finished blending in your foundation. He watched you, fascinated as beauty happened before his eyes. When you were finished, he was biting his lip, like he was holding back something to say. Calum wasn’t somebody to hold his thoughts back though so it just came tumbling out of his mouth. “Why do you wear all that? Isn’t it heavy? And you’re so beautiful without it. I love waking up to see your face every morning.”
Luke: Luke would be really fascinated as he watched you carefully line your left eyelid with liquid eyeliner, his amazement level raising as you winged it out. Suddenly, he was convinced he could do it too. He held out a hand to grab the wand from you. “Let me try the other eye.” His cocky attitude was shining through as he was trying to impress you. “Luke, you really don’t have to-” he cut you off. “Just let me do this.” He said confidently, making you close your eyes. Luke held your face tightly in one hand, making sure you didn’t move while he concentrated. By the time he was finished, you had so much eyeliner on your right eye that you became a raccoon when you opened it to see his handy work in full. “Luke!” You started laughing. “What did you do to me?”
Michael: Michael would want to go all out and do a boyfriend does my makeup tag video and you hesitantly agreed to it. You laid out all the supplies for him on the table and Ashton had come over to film for you guys. He made it through foundation alright, but when it came to the eyeshadow, you ended up looking like you had two black eyes. “I like my girls punk, babe.” He’d say, pulling out the black eyeliner as you rolled your eyes. Ashton was in a fit of giggles behind the camera, barely keeping it steady. His finishing touch was red lipstick. Finally, he let you look in the mirror and all you could do was laugh at what Michael had done to your face. “Is it my turn now?” You asked him, and he bolted away from the kitchen with you chasing after him to do his make up.
Ashton: Ashton was willing to let you practice makeup for your cosmetology test on him and you weren’t going to let him regret it. You sat him down and made him close his eyes. “You’re gonna look so pretty, Ash.” You’d say to him and his eyebrows would raise because he wasn’t so sure if he should be trusting you with this as a beginner student. He winced as you were curling his eyelashes. “You put yourself through this everyday?!” He asked. When you were finished putting blush on his cheeks and concealer under his eyes and on the creases beside his nose, you finally let him look in the mirror. “Oh shit, I look like a girl.” He laughed and looked up at you, his face beaming with how proud he was of you. “Well done, babe, I have to go do some manly things now with the guys. Monster trucks! Cars! Tools! Football!” He’d flex his muscles and kiss your cheek before leaving the house. “Ashton, maybe you’d let me take it off first!” You’d call after him, but he was long gone by then.
