kings of trash - markhyuck

you're a canvas and I will paint the hell out of you

Donghyuck

Donghyuck
Pick me up at 4 later k
I know ur gonna be a good escort

You
Sht I literally forgot

Donghyuck
God sometimes I wonder if ur intelligence is a facade
Its today 5 pm in Shangrila

You
I thought a lot abt life
But I don't even have a wedding gift

Donghyuck
U think I do? Were just gonna eat there and take a pic then go home
They have a photo booth !!!

You
Ur her cousin tho :/
Then why am I picking u up at 4

Donghyuck
M gonna put make up on u
Ew not a Nokia emoji

You
W
Why

Donghyuck
Pls I've been stressed of late and I need to release this
If ur questioning the latter message its bc ur old and not modern

You
You sound like ur looking for a one night stand not a mannequin
Shut up I hate technology

Donghyuck
Sh I have paid u enough to this
Pls u just need to sit down
U can even sleep while I'm messing with ur face
Plus I'm gonna wear it way more lavish than u I'm gonna get smokey eyes
Markie :(((

You
The only thing that convinced me is the first text

Donghyuck
Ily go get some sleep so u dont at the party

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The first time Mark wore make-up was back in high school. Donghyuck, or rather Haechan had put it on for him, and he remembers how it felt rather than how he had looked.

As a performer, Haechan had never been shy to wear make-up. His mom bought him a kit and it was growing exponentially, that it took Mark's space in their small room in the dorm.

Back when they were sworn enemies, Mark had always jeered at him for his collection. That's why, when they had become closer, Mark felt bad for talking about his make-up in a condescending manner. Especially when Haechan had looked so ethereal in it. And with that look too, he had asked if Mark wanted to wear make-up timidly, and Mark was weak to pretty Haechan.

"Look up."

Mark had almost cried when Haechan traced his lower eyelid.

"Shh, don't cry, sweetie, you'll ruin my hard work."

Haechan was really gentle when he put foundation, powder and other make-up, but Mark couldn't stay put with his eyes, so the MUA grew impatient.

"Mark, look at me, look at my eyes and nothing else."

So Mark looked at the fuchsia galaxy Haechan had painted on his eyelids, mesmerized on how well it suited his skin and conveying the stars in his eyes. He forgot to blink and that was how Haechan had finished with his make-up.