#as much as choromi is not my personal headcanon

[riddlingwife]

my little doll.

. . . Where Choromi gets a make-over from her girlfriend for the first time after transitioning.

Contents: Transfem!Choro (Choromi), Makeup, Fluff, Sort of emotional.

Choromi felt nervous.

Growing up, Choromi felt a strange connection to femininity. She always confused her feelings towards women in the magazines, mistaken envy for attraction. Sure, she did feel attracted to them, but felt an unknown envy as well. Their curves, the clothes that hugged their figure so well and the way they looked so beautiful in make-up - making her wonder if she could ever look so beautiful in make-up one day as well,  even if she would eventually shake the thoughts away as they only felt wrong. 

She had been experimenting with gender for quite some time. When Choromi told her to start using the name “Choromi” around her and feminine pronouns, Lily, besides being ecstatic, promptly offered to do her makeup and dress her up in her cutesy feminine clothing - so, Choromi felt nervous. 

As someone who always wanted to dress up in her mother’s clothing, Choromi was excited, but also anxious, a wave of what-ifs hitting her. All worries, however, vanished once Lily showed up with her box of makeup, a few pieces of clothing and a curling wand - something for her hair that had grown out a bit in the last months - with a large smile. 

“Tonight you’re my little doll, Choromi dear!” Lily sat down in front of her on the bed. Choromi giggled, pushing away anxious thoughts.

Then, the whole makeup routine starts. It feels strange - the wands touching her face, the eyeliner that poked her eye, but mostly, the feeling of finally being free to do makeup. It was strangely comforting to finally be an adult, free from her parent’s prying eyes and without having to hear that she was too young to know all of that. 

“Is there too much to do left?” Choromi blinked after putting on mascara. Lily giggled, noticing how eager Choromi was to see herself in the mirror.  

“Patience is a virtue, my dearest. We’re almost finished!” Lily said while picking some lipsticks and lip tints from her box. “Alright, would you rather have a lip tint or lipstick?”

“Is there any difference..?” Lily only laughed once he heard her question. “Just pick the one you think would look nicer on you.”

Choromi stared at the many options on Lily’s box. Cherry, pink, wine, vibrant red colors flooded her vision. After a few moments, Choromi’s eye was catched by a warm-toned pink lipstick. “T… This one?”

“Ah, pink! Great choice, it’s going to go well with your clothes,” the other woman mumbled, opening up the lipstick and proceeding to lift up Choromi’s chin. “Pout for me, love.”

“Really?” Choromi laughed. “Yes, really! I need it to apply lipstick.”

Once more, she laughed, but did as Lily asked. “Cute,” Lily said under her breath as she applied the lipstick on her beautiful girlfriend’s lips. Once she was done with that, Lily backed up a bit, admiring Choromi in makeup for the first time. She looked… Wonderful. More than she always did. 

“Alright, now… Take a look.” Lily picked up the mirror for Choromi. Choromi audibly gasped as she stared into her reflection. She was speechless for a moment, wide-eyed and with a small smile hanging on her lips. 

“Lily, darling, oh my God. I look…” “Beautiful.” Lily completed. “As always, my dear girlfriend looks beautiful.”

Choromi felt tears sting her eyes. Thank God for waterproof mascara and eyeliner. She admired herself closer - Choromi never had felt so pretty before. “You will feel even better once we do your hair and clothes.”

All of a sudden, Choromi drops the mirror onto the bed’s cushions and hugs Lily tightly, who could only gasp and giggle at the surprise attack. She hugged her girlfriend tightly. “You look amazing, honey. My princess.”

At the praise, Choromi could only cry now, careful to not ruin the fresh makeup. “It’s okay, angel. It’s okay,” Lily cooed and comforted Choromi in her arms.