synopsis: you were scrolling through tiktok when a video of a girl doing her boyfriends makeup came up on your fyp and an idea pops into your head.
a/n: been so obsessed w him lately it's RIDICULOUS. he's so bf coded so i had to make this. btw i literally wrote this using my makeup routine so!
it was a quiet evening in you and weesa's shared apartment. he was playing video games in your office/his game room while you were sitting near him on the couch, scrolling through tiktok. after aimlessly swiping past the 15th capcut template edit you've seen, a video finally catches your attention. the girl in the video was doing her makeup routine on her boyfriend and it was literally the cutest thing ever. you sneakily look over at weesa, who's completely engrossed in his game. shutting off your phone, you walk over to him.
you place your hands on his shoulders, poking your head around the right of his face to get his attention.
"weeeesa" you say, no response. you reach for his headset and lift the right side off of his ear. "weesa!" he quickly turns to look at you, startled by your antiques.
"god, you scared me baby.." he chuckles, "what is it?"
"i wanna do something with you" you smile cheekily at him. you already knew he wouldn't reject the idea of doing his makeup because he's so down for you and anything you want to do to him, but you just wanted to build up to your request to mess with him.
he grabs your wrist, pulling you down onto his lap. "what do you wanna do, pretty?" he says lowly.
"not what you're thinking, you freak!" you playfully slap his chest.
"so you're not tryna match my freak?" he raises his eyebrow all sassy at you.
"no girl i'm not tryna match your freak," you say, copying his tone "i wanna do your makeup" eyelashes batting at him, waiting for his response. you hold his left hand in between your own, holding it up to your chest in a pleading manner. "pretty pleaseee, best boyfie in the world?"
"okay okay, i was gonna say yes anyway, you know that y/n" he pinches your nose. "so we gon' do this?" he asks you, clearly excited but trying to be nonchalant.
"yes sir." you get off his lap and help him up, pulling him to your shared bedroom. you seat weesa in the fluffy stool in front of your brightly lit vanity.
"put this on" you grab your my melody headband, putting it on his head to push his hair back.
"how do i look with it?" he asks, looking up at you.
"adorable" you flick the ear on the headband. he flashes you a toothy smile in response to your compliment. "so first we need to prime your face" you say digging through your makeup drawer to find your favorite primer.
"what does that do?" he questions.
"it makes your skin smooth so the makeup stays on and looks good" you pump the primer onto his face, rubbing in it. "now we need to let it dry for a minute" in the meantime, you look for your concealer and brow gel.
"is the priming thing supposed to be sticky on my face like this?" he touches his face as if there's some kind of gross substance on it.
"yes my love it's so the makeup sticks to your face. cool right?" he nods, amazed by the wonders of makeup. "so now i'm gonna brush out your eyebrows, then use this gel to hold them down," "look up for me" you tilt his chin up gently. as you‘re brushing his eyebrows, weesa watches you with nothing but love and adoration in his eyes. he's glad he can make you happy by sitting here letting you do your thing on his face.
"you're so beautiful" weesa states as he continues scanning your face and all the expressions you make. you smile warmly at him, halting what you were doing on his eyebrows. you lean down to press a soft kiss on his lips. he almost follows your lips when you pull away to resume what you were doing.
"by the time i'm done, you'll be the most beautiful of them all" you finish up his eyebrows, examing your work. "do you like them?" he looks in the mirror, eyes widening.
"woah, mama you're like, magic?!" he starts gawking at himself in the mirror.
"yeah? i’m glad you like them!" you blush at his compliment. "okay, next is foundation. i don't know if it's your shade but... we'll thug it out!" you grab a clean beauty blender before pumping some foundation onto his face. "close your eyes, love" he complies and you begin blending it in.
"drop the skincare routine oh my god? your skins so clear and smooth" despite how long you've been with weesa, his flawless skin always amazes you.
"can i confess?" he pauses. "sometimes i use your serums"
"i knew it! that's why they always finish so fast!" you gasp. "they're so expensive but i can't even be mad at you cause' i love you tons" you continue smoothing and blending the foundating, perfecting it as much as you can.
"okay, keep your eyes closed for a little while longer so i can spray on setting spray" he nods.
"that's the stuff that keeps the makeup in place all day right?"
"perioddd you know your stuff!" weesa always watches you when you do your makeup so he must pick things up here and there. "alright i'm spraying now so don't open your eyes or mouth or anything"
"nope" you spray a good coat on, fanning it to dry. "okay, you can open now," his eyes finally open and he lets out a loud exhale from holding his breath. "you’re skin’s perfect so we don’t need concealer which means we can get right to my favorite part! powder timeeee!"
"ooou, if it's your favorite then it's my favorite. powder timeeee!" weesa cheers.
"you're so cutie patootie, weesa" you giggle, poking his nose. you get your translucent powder from the drawer and a clean powder puff, applying some onto it, patting excess on the back of your hand. "okay look up with your eyes only" he complies and you begin pressing the powder onto his undereye area, doing the same on the other eye. with the excess that's on your hand, you put on the rest of his face, blending it all out, leaving him with a smooth matte finish.
"all done!" you put the products away and grab your eyeliner, lash curler, and mascara. "now i'm gonna do your eye makeup, it'll literally make the biggest difference"
"am i gonna be a baddie?" he says jokingly.
"the baddest ever, badder than ive. ima get you right stink," you tell him. "close your eyes for me" he closes his eyes and you start drawing on the liner, winging it out perfectly at the end. you copy the wing on his other eye and let it dry for a few seconds. "okay, open" you say tapping his cheek. "im gonna curl your lashes, so let me know if i'm pinching you, ok baby?"
you begin to curl his long lashes, holding it on each eye for about 10 seconds before moving on to mascara. you move to stand in between his legs so you get can a better angle. "can you tilt your head up a bit but look at me with your eyes" you hold his chin as you apply the mascara, feeling his gaze on you.
"hi pretty" he says sheepishly, loosely wrapping his arms around your hips.
"hi my love" you see him blush at the pet name, even though you call him this all the time. as weesa's watching you, it feels as though he wants to say something. for as long as you've known him, weesa's always been quiet and hasn't had a way with words. but he makes sure you know he loves you through actions
"what's on your mind?" you ask him moving to the other eye.
"just.. that you're the most gorgeous and best girlfriend in the whole world and i love you a lot. and that i think you're so talented and cool cause' you can do makeup like this" as he says this, you meet his eyes.
"awww babyyy, really? i really don't deserve you, thank you weesa, i love you too" you finish his mascara, placing it back in the drawer. you turn back to weesa, holding either side of his face, placing a kiss on his forehead. he chuckles at the gesture.
"guess what comes next" you say, still caressing his face.
"wronggg, blush!" you say, finally letting go of weesa to get the product. he frowns at the loss of your warmth.
"i don't even need blush, all i need is to make eye contact with you for 5 seconds"
"proof?" i challenge. he looks me in the eyes and just as he said, he was already blushing. "cutie" you poke his nose again before putting the blush away since he proved it to be useless. "okay now is lips"
"but baby. if you do a lip combo, i won't be able to kiss you"
"how about this?" you grab your favorite lip tint and apply it, smacking your lips twice before leaning down to kiss him. his arms snake back around you, this time pulling you onto his lap. you wrap your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss ensuring the lip tint tranfers. when you finally pull away, you admire your work.
"there you go!" you smile innocently.
"that was so sexy, i won't even lie" he says, earning a chuckle from you. his arms still firm around your waist.
"do you wanna look at the finished product?" you move your head to the side so he can look at his makeup in the vanity mirror.
"you like it?" he nods immediately, proud of the makeover you gave him.
"you're so talented y/n, you made me, a grown man, beautiful?!" he exclaims, pulling you back close to him.
"i told you i'd get you right" you say, leaning in to capture his red stained lips again, smiling into the kiss. "my pretty boy"
