lovers - k.kenma

getting ready w the emos

y/n.

i start applying foundation & concealer on my face. i then look in the mirror and see kenma behind me still on his phone.

"kenma are you going change?" i ask him while looking at him through the mirror. he was only wearing grey sweats with an oversized black shirt. from some band i think.

"do i not look good for you emo girl?" he asks while not even looking up once from his phone.

"just thought you might want to dress formally for a big party." i say and then go back to doing my makeup. i curl my eyelashes and start applying lash glue.

"then let's stop by my house so i can change real quick" he says while finally looking up. kenma rarely cares about his appearance. and i barely point it out. but whenever i suggest something, he almost always does it.

"sure, i can help" i say while putting on my left  fake lashes carefully.

"bet" he says and i can see him staring at me from the mirror. "are you almost done?" he asks.

"emo boy, being pretty takes a lot of work." i say while finally putting my right lash on.

he then mumbles something i quite didn't hear. "sorry?" i say while turning back to look at him.

kenma.

oh shit. i didn't mean to say that out loud i kinda just blurted it out. 'your already pretty to me' i had said. but obviously not loud enough.

"nothing. anyways i'm just going use the bathroom." i say while getting up and walking out the room. fuck kenma. it's probably her in that dress that's making me weird.  yeah, totally.

y/n.

"weirdo" i whisper to myself. i then put highlight under my eyes, in the corner of my eyes. then too my nose i countur it while also putting highlighter on it. wow i look so hot.

kenma then walks in. i start doing my eyeliner.

"you really look like an emo girl now" he says as he stands behind me.

"thank you emo boy" i say joking back. i finish doing my eyeliner. i look behind and say, "can i do your eyeliner emo boy?" i always wanted to. but don't know how he will take it.

"uh—" he says. i then look up at him. "i guess" he finally says. i then sit him down on my chair and get the eyeliner.

"your going look like the best emo boy" i say while smiling. i start doing the left eyeliner but i notice i have to get close to do that. i turn to face him and get on his lap, kinda. it's hard to explain the position i'm in but i can feel his breath on my hands.

"you okay y/n?" he asks and then i notice my shaky hands. fuck. i get nervous easily and it's honestly embarrassing.

"totally" i say and continue to the right eye. i try doing his eyeliner so it's not as noticeable but it still looks visible. he's for sure going get all the girls. "ok done" i say while looking at his eyes.

"surprisingly it doesn't look that bad" he says as he looks at the mirror. then he looks at me, which i'm basically on top of his lap.

"shit sorry" i say while getting up he gets uncomfortable.

"it's cool" he says while laughing. "anyways let's get out of here" he says as he gets up and walks out of my room" i quickly put on some doc martens. i apply some dark lipstick before i forget and look at myself one last time. 'just relax' i keep repeating over and over in my head. i then quickly get my purse and follow kenma.