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"Ow! That hurts like shit!" Bakugou flinched and shut his eyes when Kirishima stabbed him in the eye for the fifth time now. The eyeliner smudged even more until the blonde finally gave up.
"It's because you keep moving, Bakugou! Stop blinking, too." His best friend pouted.
"Maybe I should stop fucking breathing as well?"
"Preferably."
Bakugou growled and got up to get his laptop off the desk. "Maybe we'll be able to finish this shit if we actually search up how to do it properly?"
The red head blinked twice before laughing. "Dude, everyone knows you're shit at makeup. Your subscribers will probably think it's for a meme. Seriously, not everything you do has to be perfect."
This was all Kaminari's fault. Bakugou lost a bet, and now he has to wear a full face of makeup in his next gaming video, but he's not allowed to mention that it's for a bet. He's not even allowed to treat it as a joke, or Kaminari says he will "expose his ass to twitter." The blonde usually doesn't care what people thought about him, but Kaminari has a twitter meme page with over 300k followers, so he'd get roasted to no end. Because Bakugou has 9 million subscribers on YouTube, he claims he's used to people talking shit about him but in truth, Kaminari's fanbase is one of the scariest of them all, and he'd rather not get on their bad side, even it's just for a joke. It would be especially bad if news channels caught onto their little games and treated it as drama. Sure, Bakugou likes attention, but not that kind of attention.
Either way, he wanted his makeup to look good. Sure, he doesn't have to be perfect at everything but- wait, yes he does.
The blonde proceeded to search up videos on how to apply eyeliner. He stumbled upon a video titled 'how to put on eyeliner ^_^ for beginners.' He internally cringed and scrolled past it, but Kirishima stopped him.
"Dude click on that one. The girl has almost 3 million subscribers, she must be good."
"Whatever." Bakugou clicked on the video and waited for it to load. He was greeted with an image of a young boy with messy green hair and big green eyes; maybe three or four years younger than him. It was shit, the quality of the video was shit and the camera was out of focus. "Fucking great. No way I am taking makeup advice from some damn kid that can't even set up his camera." The blonde looked at the date of upload. Three fucking years ago. That means he must be around age now, huh. He continued to look through the description and found a link to his twitter page. "I'm gonna ask him to do a remake of this, it's fucking unwatchable!" He growled. Coincidentally, the green haired boy posted a few hours ago, asking what kind of video he should make.
"Dude, you can just find another tutorial. You don't have much time, and it's not guaranteed he will do an eyeliner tutorial again just for you."
"Well he better." Bakugou spit as he posted a reply to the younger male's twitter. The blonde is verified on twitter, so it's more than likely the boy will see his tweet, and hopefully create a new, updated tutorial. He began scrolling through the boy's feed, noticing that he improved so much since that eyeliner video; his photos were good quality, so was his makeup and hair. His cheekbones were prominent and his jaw was sharp, but his face still looked soft and plump. If you looked closely, you could tell he had an undercut, but it was covered by a green mop in most photos. Additionally, he wore makeup in almost every single post. The blonde wondered what he looked like without all that eyeshadow and shiny stuff on his cheeks. Before he knew it, Bakugou reached the bottom of his twitter page and sighed loudly. Most of his old tweets were just pictures of makeup sets and palettes. Boring shit.
"Bro are you listening to me?"
The blonde snapped out of his thoughts when Kirishima put his arm around his shoulder and gave him a knowing look. "What the fuck do you want?"
"I'm going to sleep, see you tomorrow, yeah?"
Kirishima waved him goodbye and left the door slightly open as he left. What the fuck was his problem? Slowly, Bakugou put on his black slippers and walked to the door. This was suspicious - Kirishima knows how much leaving the door open pisses him off; they've been roommates for over a year now, why would he-
Shit. It was a prank, wasn't it? Kirishima has a fucking prank channel. How could he forget? The blonde stood still, trying to work out what the prank was for what feels like forever until he finally moved to close the door and then he realised. His feet were superglued to the fucking slippers; they hurt like hell when he moved them, and his skin felt like it was peeling off with every step he took. Suddenly, Kirishima appeared from the other side of the door with his camera and just cried. He didn't bother laughing, he just fell to the floor and cried.
"Your- f- ha!" He managed to say in between breaths and continued to just lay on the floor with his legs up and arms around his chest. Bakugou couldn't help but laugh along with him, feeling lighter and happier as time went on. Even though the situation was completely embarrassing and weird, the blonde started recording himself trying to do basic things such as putting pants on and working out with slippers glued to his feet. This is the kind of shit his subscribers enjoyed.
Recording a video usually lasted about an hour, depending if it was a gaming video or a vlog. They needed that 10 minute mark. It was still pretty early, so the boys decided to go for a run to see how sweaty Bakugou's feet would get. It was also slightly raining, therefore the slippers would get all soggy and disgusting. Hopefully this is some good content.
When they got back to their place, Bakugou finally got to sit, though his feet were still aching, his skin was literally coming off with the glue and he stank so bad. The blonde put his finger inside of one of his slippers and when he took it out, he told Kirishima to come over with the camera.
"Dude we literally created a new organism."
Kirishima got Bakugou to pose for a photo, which the blonde later uploaded to twitter with the caption, 'we really out here creating organisms'
The whole situation was fucking hilarious until the blonde got a notification on his phone.
'@OneForAll liked your post'
Shit. Please tell me that wasn't the green haired kid. Bakugou followed him on twitter only a few minutes ago so now they were mutuals, and because of twitter's settings, he got a notification every time a mutual liked or replied to his tweet. He stopped in his tracks to check the account and of course, it was the makeup guy. Fucking fantastic! Now he probably won't do the tutorial. Bakugou let out a huff of air but decided to go through the comments to see what his crazy fans had to say about his cheesy feet.
- gOD YES
- i want to lick the sweat off of his feet
- [reply to 'i want to lick...'] GROSS!!!
- Guys what the fuck
- Has anyone noticed Izuku liked this post?
- NEW VIDEO SOON???
- what's with his eyes? is it eyeliner or lack of sleep? plz take care of yourself
As he was scrolling through some of them, one has caught his attention. It was the top comment, with 157 likes and 20 replies. 'Has anyone noticed Izuku liked this post?' Ah, that must be the guy's name. So he was pretty popular after all, huh. Bakugou was about to go have a shower, but then he remembered he still had his slippers superglued to his feet; he called out to his best friend and waited for a response.
"Dude, just rip them off. You've been sweating in them, the glue probably dissolved from all that acid."
"That's fucking disgusting. And it's gonna hurt like shit! Rip them off for me."
"Nah.."
Bakugou grew impatient. "You're the one that stuck them to me!"
"They stink! You probably already have a cheese farm growing there under your feet!"
With a twitch of his eye, the angry male tore the slippers off and threw them at his friend. Sweet, sweet revenge.
"Bro I'm sorry! Please don't throw the other one!"
"Don't worry, I won't. After all, the other one is already sleeping safe and sound in your bed."
Kirishima's face paled and his eyebrows furrowed in disgust. "You're insane. Oh, that reminds me!" The blonde's head perked up at the sudden change of tone. "Did you know that the makeup guy is like, a fan of yours? Apparently some girl was watching his videos and made a compilation of him talking about you or referencing you! How cool is that?"
"Send me that shit."
Bakugou opened the link in his messages and put his earphones in. The compilation was only 3 minutes long, but long enough to see that Izuku was, in fact, a big fan of his. He made references to some of his really old videos, and some newer ones, meaning he still watches them. Bakugou could tell from his twitter account that the green haired boy didn't really share his personal life online, and didn't talk about his interests - only makeup. Knowing that such a soft and pure looking boy was into the kind of shitty content that the blonde makes, made him more interested in the younger boy.
His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by his best friend. "You need to collab with him!"
Usually, Bakugou would instantly refuse to collab with anyone. It just wasn't his thing, and he hated the idea of someone leeching off of his viewers. But this was different, because both boys made such contrasting content, and it's unlikely that his subscribers would even want to watch some random makeup dude. Also, it's not like it's his decision to make. He needed to know if Izuku wanted to collab as well.
Before going to shower, he remembered that he needed to take this shit off his face. He didn't want a repeat of last time when he left mascara on in the shower, and it made him look like an actual raccoon when he stepped out. The blonde ambled to the bathroom to find that he ran out of makeup wipes. How the fuck did he run out, he never even wore makeup! Fuck that, he needed them bad. Looks like his feet aren't going to have a rest any time soon.
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"Ouch, Uraraka! It hurts when you poke it so hard! Let me do it by myself!" Izuku pleaded as his friend attempted to create the perfect winged eyeliner on the boy's face.
"Absolutely not! You can't do it with a broken arm, you'll just hurt yourself even more."
Izuku sighed in defeat as his shoulders slumped and legs uncrossed in the chair. It's been almost 6 weeks since he broke his arm falling off a tree to take a photo of a pretty bird, and his arm doesn't hurt anymore, so why does he still have to wear this stupid cast? The green haired boy was abruptly caught off guard when an unexpected reply to his tweet appeared on his screen.
'make a remake of that damn eyeliner video bc it's so shitty i can't bare to watch it'
Izuku silently sat still in his chair, staring into space until the girl brought his attention back into reality. "Izuku! Isn't that Lord Explosion? He just replied to you! Oh my God!" As usual, Uraraka was more excited than she should be. Why did such a big YouTuber comment on his post? Was it by mistake? What if he was just making fun of him? A million thoughts run through the boy's mind and tears started welling up in his eyes.
"Uh, maybe he-"
"Izuku, don't even finish that sentence. No, he didn't write it by mistake and no, he's not making fun of you. You watch like, all his videos, and you know he can be rude, but he doesn't mean it!"
"It's n-not that, Uraraka," Izuku managed to speak between sobs. "I'm just s-so happy he f-finally noticed me!" Smiling to herself, the brunette picked up some makeup wipes and rubbed off the smudged eyeliner to reapply it the way she wanted it. After all, Izuku was going to model for her Instagram page, as a special thanks for 200k followers. People seemed to love boys with makeup, she noted.
The photoshoot lasted approximately 2 hours and both teenagers felt exhausted. Uraraka said she's going to go buy more makeup wipes for herself and Izuku, so the male was left alone. Honestly, he didn't mind being alone because that gave him time to go through his social media. The green haired boy never really posted anything personal on his social media; he was a little afraid of stalkers and people in general. He hated being judged for the things he liked, but he decided to post anything to do with makeup anyway - tutorials, reviews, everything. That was his passion.
He stopped in his tracks when another notification popped up on his phone. It was a tweet from Lord Explosion again - a picture of him sitting in his chair with his feet up in the air, his hand making an “ok” sign and his tongue out, with the caption 'we really out here creating organisms.' Izuku let out a little chuckle and impulsively liked the photo. Crap. Oh well, people know he's a fan of Lord Explosion anyway. It's not a big deal. What was a big deal though were the comments on the post - after a while a lot of people noticed that he liked it and they were leaving so many comments about it! That worried Izuku a lot because it must be so annoying for Lord Explosion to go through his comments to see everyone just talking about some little YouTuber that liked his tweet.
Izuku sighed and lied down on his bed with his eyes closed. Eyeliner tutorial, huh? No problem, he just needed Uraraka to come back from her trip to the store. She was talking longer than expected, probably buying the new setting spray she was talking about.
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When Bakugou entered the store he was filled with a weird smell; it smelt like a mix of chemicals, perfume and other self care products. Fucking disgusting. He found the makeup isle, trying to find some wipes when his eyes set on a figure in front if him. The girl was standing directly in front on his desired product, and he couldn't get past.
"Move, round face." He said in monotone. Slowly, the girl turned around as if she recognised his voice and gave him a big smile.
"Oh! Explosion boy! Nice to see you here!"
Bakugou frowned and reached for the makeup wipes above the girl's head, and he was so close he could see a faint blush on her cheeks. That happened often. The blonde noticed that a lot of people were attracted to him, and he could see why. He's fucking amazing. However, he couldn't really bother with anyone, most people only liked him because he was "famous." Therefore, he treated everyone the same; there's no point faking a personality just because you're known, since people are going to find out what you're like anyway. That's what he believed.
Looking down, he could see the brunette struggle to take out a notebook from her bag and before she could find her pen, Bakugou just took one out of the pocket of his sweatpants. "I've got this."
The girl smiled brightly and muttered, "it's Uraraka. Also if you turn the page could you please do one for my friend Izuku as well!" The blonde blinked at this. Could it be? After he finished writing the autograph for Uraraka, he turned the page and hesitated to write another autograph for Izuku, when Uraraka continued to talk. "He's actually a YouTuber himself, he has a makeup channel but he's actually a big fan of your.. work."
So his suspicions were correct. The blonde left a small note on the page saying, 'collab?' and handed the book back to the brunette. She waved him goodbye as she left to pay for her products.
Sweet. Now he can just get Izuku to give him a full face and he won't have to worry about embarrassing himself of front of millions of people.
When Bakugou left the store, he went to grab something to eat and then rushed home. The blonde began touching around his bed, trying to find his phone. When he finally found it, he hoped to see a message on twitter or even an email regarding the collab. He didn't get one yet. Must be too early, huh. Disappointed, the blonde sighed and decided to take a shower at last. That's when he got reminded that his feet ached, and the fact that he took 30 minute showers didn't help. It was so refreshing though. Right after he finished washing his hair, through the corner of his eye, he could see his phone screen light up. He impulsively twisted his body so fast trying to see what was written on it, but slipped.
"MOTHERFUCK-"
Before he could finish his... sentence, the water from the shower head entered his mouth and muffled his speech. God, if his life was a movie, it'd definitely a fucking tragedy, he thought.
At last, he got out the shower and checked his phone only to find that the only notifications he got were texts from Kirishima and Kaminari. Ignored. He trudged to his bed and proceeded with his usual schedule; looking at memes and watching YouTube videos - his source of life. Since it's Saturday, a lot of people were going to upload today. Bakugou was scrolling through his timeline but didn't find anything interesting, so he chose to watch Izuku's newer videos instead. He searched Izuku's name but it didn't appear. Confused, he checked if the spelling was right and of course, it wasn't. It spelled 'deku' instead. After a while he finally found his channel and clicked on his videos list.
The last one he made was over a month ago, and it was a review of some makeup brushes that were overpriced, apparently. The blonde didn't really care about that shit, but he watched anyway, only because they were going to collab. Maybe. Either way he learnt all kinds of different brushes and what they were used for, and boy was there a lot of shit to remember. Fan brushes, eyebrow pencils, highlighters; he didn't even know those exist.
After about one hour of binging Izuku's videos and quietly listening to music, he checked his twitter to see if there were any updates. And he was not surprised to see that there were. Honestly, he expected Izuku to message him sooner, though he didn't actually seem like the desperate type. It's just what Bakugou was used to - because he had a lot of followers, people were generally excited to talk to him, so he'd frequently get instant replies.
@OneForAll
Hey I got the message about the collab. Didn't know you live so close lol. So when do you want to do it?
@LordExplosion
uhh we can do it tmrw if u want idm. also think of smth we could do for ur channel
@OneForAll
Um sure! It's just that I kinda broke my arm so we have limited choice of what we could do.
@LordExplosion
what do u mean u broke ur arm dumbass ???? meet me tmrw at yuuei cafe at like 1 pm so we can talk abt some ideas
@OneForAll
Great, see you!!
Bakugou closed the app and sighed loudly. Tomorrow is going to be a long day.