he could tell the other was considering it by now, the thoughtful look gave it away, he wondered what kiryu could have possibly been thinking of, was he envisioning himself dressed up as a woman ? kiryu was quite a bit bigger than majima ... muscle wise, it would definitely be a challenge finding a dress that would fit, & suit his shape. majima was quite leanly muscled, his waist line was roughly the same size as a woman's ; he was just tall, so it did require he find a place that tendered to the more taller woman ... even then, finding dresses or feminine clothes were a bit of a struggle for him, he had to get adjustments made.
as kiryu gave in, majima smiled, opening the red lipstick, he came over to the other, & started to apply it upon his lips. the bright red definitely did suit kiryu better than him ... perhaps a bright red dress to match ? or maybe that would be a bit overkill for kiryu.
â told ya it would suit ya, kiryu-chan, whaddya think ? â
lifting his compact mirror up, & showing kiryu his reflection, the red lipstick already made a whole lot of difference to his complexion, there was still more to do however before kiryu-chan became kazumi-chan. he reached out to one of his eye shadow palettes, wondering what colour would suit him, the really warm brown, & gold might suit him, it wouldn't clash too much with the lipstick either.
majima got his brush, & started to get some pigment of the brown onto it as he worked on kiryu's eyes, once that was applied, he put the tiniest bit of gold pigment onto his brush ... nothing too much, he really only needed the gold to act as a shimmer ... a nice contrast to the brown. now for the blush. a light peach tone would do just the trick as majima reached out to grab it, replacing his brush with a bigger one, he started to apply it ever so lightly to the other's face.
again, he got his compact mirror out to show the other the work he had done ; his face was now looking the part, maybe it would really help kiryu see how fun this could be. maybe the other would be shocked that he could even pull it off.
â figured ya wouldn't want it as flashy as i do my own, but whaddya think now ? still liking it ? lemme know if ya think any o' it don't suit ya. yer lookin' real gorgeous though, a downright heartbreaker, kiryu-chan ... or should i say, kazumi-chan. ~ â
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Kiryu's stomach filled with nervous butterflies as Majima came close with the lipstick in question (it was a bright red shade that he'd seen on some women in passing, even hostesses!), but seeing as he'd already given in to allow this to happen, he simply had no choice but to bare it.
He could--he would--try it and then ... then that would be the end of it. He'd allow the make-up, allow the night out, and then he'd never step through this uncertain doorway again.
He just ... he needed to calm down--his stomach and his heart both.
The smooth, softness of the lipstick was weird, very different seeing as he wasn't used to anything being applied to his lips--unless it was for a medical purpose for cut or bruised lips--but it wasn't a ... bad feeling. It didn't hurt or anything like that. It was simply different.
When confronted with the mirror, however, he almost didn't want to see at first. It took a moment before he stared openly at the sight of his familiar tan lips flushed with bright, bold color.
It was ... pretty, and honestly, that was a bit of a shock to think, but it wasn't wrong. He had a surprisingly nice mouth even with the masculine planes of his face.
Wait--there was more--?? More movement from the other Yakuza had caught Kiryu's eye, and though he'd initially been nervous, the lipstick hadn't been bad, so perhaps whatever else Majima wanted to do would be easy to deal with ... ?
Now, he wasn't sure how much time had passed once Majima decided to speak up again, but it had felt like an age, even as his made-up gaze turned to look into the mirror that the other man was once more holding up to him--
Wait.
Who--who was that--? It--
... Was that him? ... Looking like a woman--well, a short haired woman--in the face? How was this even possible?
Reaching out, Kiryu moved to take the mirror closer to himself to see. It was almost unbelievable. If he hadn't sat here and allowed this to happen, he wouldn't have thought that this was possible.
No, not Kiryu-chan ... not with this make-up on, but ... Kazumi-chan?
Kazumi-chan ... ?
"I-- ... ... this is ... this is really possible to look like this ... even for me? As ... as Kazumi-chan, I mean... I guess...?"
Tearing his gaze away from the mirror, he looked at Majima fully, all surprised, floored, and still a bit unsure.
"I really look good ... ?"
