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ateez hyung line x fem!reader
synopsis | how the ateez hyungline! reacts to you doing your makeup in front of them for the first time! some less infatuated than others, but the love is there ^~^ warnings | none, fluff, pet names, slight crack
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kim hongjoong. | you and hongjoong were getting ready for your date night. he was on his stomach on your bed, scrolling on his phone as he waited for you to get ready. he had learned it’s better not to be ready before you, as he’d be waiting and he knows you hate to feel rushed.
you were right across the room from him, sat at your vanity as music played from your speaker. you were humming as you applied the products to your face, completely unaware of your boyfriend taking an unusual interest in your routine.
he pretends he isn’t watching and has no interest whatsoever, but deep down he was curious to see how it all comes together, every step playing a crucial role in putting the look together. he lifts his phone and sneakily ( he thinks ) snaps a few pictures, puts his phone down and rests his chin on his hand, silently enjoying the view.
you were now baking your face, applying the powder when you turned to check on him, and saw the adored gaze plastered on his face. he clears his throat and he quickly pretends he was just staring at you without reason and goes back to scrolling on his phone. “you know, you can come sit next to me and watch. I won’t tell anyone,” you smile as you turn back around.
he scoffs and doesn’t budge at first, but slowly gets up and stands behind you, watching as you apply a dark purple lip liner, following the outline of your lips. he crosses his arms and places them on your head, looking down at you as you do the finishing touches. “this will do,” he says in a low voice, and your heart blooms as he plants a kiss on your head and goes back to watching.
park seonghwa | seonghwa on the other hand? very interested in every single factor that plays into beating your face and does not hide it . “where’d you get that concealer?, “is that gloss summer friday or elf?” “what shade is your powder?” the questions were endless.
you were sitting in the living room, criss crossed in front of the propped up full length mirror and he sat right beside you, watching your every move. every time you glanced at him, his eyes were sparkling like a child watching their favorite cartoon, his pupils dilated to the very max.
you could see himself holding back from touching your face, and his heart faltered when you held the brush out towards him. “can I?,” he said, about to burst with excitement. “yes baby, go ahead,” you giggled and he slowly took the brush from him and adjusted yourself so you were facing him properly.
he held his breath as he carefully pressed the powder onto your face. he held your chin up for stability, and you closed your eyes and sighed, fully entrusting him to sculpt you. you instructed him step by step on how you do your the finishing touches in your routine, and he followed everything you said, down to a T, even giving his own suggestions here and there that you’d make mental notes of.
he opened the tube of lip gloss and applied it to your lips and you pressed your lips together to even it out. you puckered your lips and he pressed his onto yours , transferring a tiny bit of it to his lips. he smiles at his work and you turned back to the mirror and he smirked as your jaw dropped.
“bad idea, you’re stuck doing my makeup from now on,” you said as you inspected your face. he softly laughs and leans back on his hands, watching as you take a few pictures in front of the mirror.
jeong yunho. | it was your first time spending the night over at yunhos place, and you were going out with him later on that evening. it was his first time ever seeing you apply your makeup and he was appalled when you told him it would take 45 minutes to an hour. his curiosity got the best of him and he peeked into the bathroom and his eyes widened at the wide variety of products on his counter.
he picked up your powder filled brush a little too quickly and a cloud of loose setting powder fills the air, making him sneeze. “YUNHO PUT THAT DOWN,” you shout, a burst of laughter overwhelming you. his nose and the tips of his ears becomes a deep shade of red from his sneezy fit and you can’t help but hold back another laugh. “why would this take you so long, your face is as angelic as it is,” he says, genuinely confused as he sets the powder down carefully.
he leans on the doorframe and squints his eyes, as he watches you. you give him a side eye and lean away, feigning disgust. “as much as I love you, this is a little creepy babe, and it takes me this long because I have a lot of steps,” you explain, and he watches you as you talk him through every action.
“why would you put the powder to make it dry, and then put spray on it? that’s kind of dumb,” he tilts his head. you open your mouth to speak, but the words die on your tongue as you unfortunately see his point. “it just works,” you shrug, and he sees right through your defeat but doesn’t speak, as this is your territory after all.
kang yeosang | you were in the bedroom of your shared apartment with yeosang, and you were ready to go out with your girlfriends. you’re peacefully going through your steps as your boyfriend is in the other room, but he steps in to get a charger. he walks past you and to the nightstand, focusing on something on his phone, his glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose.
he quickly glances at you and does a double take when he sees the bright pink blush all over your face. you’re about to blend it and place concealer over it, but that is not to his knowledge. his eyes go wide and you look in the reflection and pause when you see the horrified look on his face. “are you okay?!,” you let out and turn to face him outside out of the mirror.
“you’re so….pink,” he says, stepping closer and tilting his head to inspect your face. you give him a dead pan look and turn back around. “you’re acting as if someone died,” you laugh and go back to what you were doing. he has been pulled into a trance and he must see how you contort the abundant pigmentation on your face. he pushes his glasses up with his finger and comfortably stands behind you.
you can’t help but feel slightly uneasy with his focus on you, his eyebrows scrunched and lips formed into a slight pout. he watches in awe as the blush blends perfectly into your face, still peeking out, but not as much as originally. he smiles to himself at your skills as if you’ve performed open heart surgery with your eyes shut. he had no idea this much care and precision went into putting on makeup.
he felt very proud of you and he instinctively reached down and plants a kiss on your cheek. you gasp and check the mirror to see if there was a mark on your face, but it was left without faults. “see, you’re so good at this, I can even kiss you without it messing up!” he grinned. you tried to glare at him but you couldn’t help the smile that formed on your lips.
cinnawrites ™
