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A/N: I can’t believe I am writing this in a movie theater to the sweet sweet sounds of Sean Paul and Keyshia Cole’s When you gonna give it up to me on loop.
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“Flower Day?” Mark asked. “I don’t really own any shirts for it though.”
You rolled your eyes. “Mark Lee how are you even class president?” Next week was scheduled to be homecoming week, meaning each day was a specific dress up day. You got pretty into school dress up days, so seeing your friend/senior class president being so carefree about it was just-
“Did you forget you planned these things out? Like what do you even do at these meetings?” You nag at him, making him shrug back.
“I just sign my name on everything- hey HEY! I’m kidding-” he giggles, bracing himself as you prepare to swat at him.
“You know what, what are you doing for Flower Day? I’ll just match with you.” He suggests, in a now panicked tone, reaching for your hands to block you again.
You raise your eyebrow, a thought forming in your head.
“Yeah?” A smile growing on your face.
“Yeah…? Now I’m a little scared…”
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“Ok at least this isn’t as bad as I thought.” Mark mutters as you dig around your makeup stuff for what you’re looking for.
You called Mark the morning of to swing by your place so you could do some pretty makeup on him. You’d been practicing how to draw flowers for a while and now you had someone to practice on (other than yourself). To be honest, you were pretty excited that Mark was letting you do this for him.
“Do you have any preference to colors?” You ask, pulling out the different color liners to show him.
“Honestly no? Do what you gotta do.” Mark giggles as he shuts his eyes tightly. You smile at his cute scrunched up face as you flick his shoulder, making his eyes open back up.
“You have to relax your face, dummy. I can’t work on you with your face all tense like this.” You tell him. He nods back at your order, trying his best to give you a neutral face so you could begin your work.
Seeing Mark’s face up close like this, you can’t help but take in his rather handsome features. His pretty lashes, his sharp jawline, the slope of his nose. Your eyes trail down to his cupids bow and his lips.
You take a deep breath, intending to not think about pressing your lips against your friend’s lips. You wonder how soft they’d feel. You shake your head at that last thought.
Trying to come back to the task at hand, you drag the brush along Mark’s cheekbone, beginning with detailing the petals, adding small spots here and there.
As you attempt to draw more flora, you use the side of your index finger to gently lift Mark’s chin. His eyes flutter open at the movement, his lips part slightly. He hadn’t realized how close your face was to him until this moment, when you were just a short breath away of distance.
His head also started swirling with thoughts. Thoughts about what it would be like to press his lips against yours. What would your lipstick taste like? Would you make cute noises when your lips touched?
“All good?” You ask, now noticing the distance between you two as well. You swallow hard when you see Mark glance at your lips.
“Yeah, you’re really gentle, I barely felt you putting anything on my face.” He chuckles, trying to push down his previous thoughts. “Can I see what you’ve done so far?”
You nod, stepping away to let Mark lean over your vanity table to look at the small flowers adorning his cheeks like freckles. He could also see his cheeks red in the reflection of the mirror, not due to blush, but due to his previous thoughts about you.
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at the beach so we pullin out the mtt beach headcanons GO
horror buys one of those cheap diving kits with goggles and flippers and always ALWAYS challenges killer to races
killer always accepts because he thinks he can beat horror (he loses EVERY time. horror's just too fast with those damn flippers)
dust goes up to random people's beach chairs when they're away and sits in them and then when they come back he sees how long he can gaslight them into thinking that was his chair from the start
while horror is napping killer and dust will fill up his skull with sand. he doesn't wake up until they're like 75% done
dust likes to fully submerge himself in the water and then pop up and jump scare killer (killer always gets scared no matter how much dust does it)
dust tried to scare horror with this prank but then he was pushed underwater and forced to eat the wet watery sand by horror
dust and horror don't play around with sand around killer's chest because his soul is near that area and killer VISCERALLY hates sand on his soul
killer can mix his eye goop with sand and it creates a toxic determination sand bomb that will literally knock a bitch out
dust will still wear papyrus's scarf even while underwater and then complain about how wet it is
killer will see a boat in the distance and bet that he can swim there with dust and horror. dust and horror end up losing a LOT of money once the boat comes back to shore with killer on board
horror doesn't eat his popsicles like a normal person. he waits for them to melt and then licks the melted juice and dust and killer shit on him SEVERELY for this
dust is such a heavy sleeper that horror and killer had enough time to build a sand grave for him and host a fake funeral service before he woke up. then they pretended he was actually dead when he woke up (it took all of horror's willpower not to laugh)
whenever one of those airplanes with posters attached fly over the beach dust always shoots a bunch of bones at the poster to poke holes in them
killer would build a giant dick and threaten kids to come over and look at his sculpture with his knife. then when the kid sees it killer orders them to tell their parents all about "the long schlong". he doesn't even kill the kids it's just to freak them and the parents out
dust doesn't help out while the set up the tents/chairs. horror has to do all the work and killer tries to help but then just ends up breaking something. but dust helps carry all the bags and chairs to and from the beach and car :3
killer brings horror as far out as he can in the water and then tells him to look underwater (connected to the first headcanon where horror has goggles) and then it turns out that killer took off his shorts and is flashing the fish. horror bursts out laughing underwater and almost drowns and then killer has to save him butt naked while trying to hold onto his shorts
when they finally wash off all the sand at the showers by the beach horror is the only one to really wash off the sand. dust doesn't wanna subject papyrus's scarf to anymore water (hc 8) and killer doesn't trust the shitty water pressure to get all the sand out of his joints
at the end of it they went to this nice seafood place and watched the beach while eating peacefully. and then on the ride home horror and killer slept like rocks (dust had to drive)
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