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"Hey, Baddd," Skeppy sing-songed as he snaked his arms over his boyfriend's shoulders from behind. Bad was sitting down at their usual library table, one of the rare occasions that he was there before Skeppy.

"Hi, Skeppyyyy," Bad mimicked his chirpy tone, an airy giggle leaving him as he pat the shorter man's forearm where it came to rest on his chest. Skeppy's chin was on the top of his head now, looking down at the papers that were strewn out on the desk in front of them.

Skeppy let go of the older man and sat down in the seat next to him, scooting as close as possible to the point the wheels of their chairs bumped against each other with a quiet clack. "Do you think you can help me with a video later? After we finish studying?"

Bad hummed as he shuffled through papers, "maybe. What kind of video were you thinking of?"

A smile stretched across Skeppy's face, "a boyfriend makeup video." Bad looked over at the other man apprehensively, scanning his expression for any hint of joking.

When he found none, he asked, "seriously?" It was an almost deadpan tone. One that told Skeppy he'd have to up his persuasion if he wanted to him to say yes. He wasn't particularly one for makeup. He liked it on other people, but he thought it'd just look.. weird, on himself.

"Yeah! It's, like, one of the most popular kinds of videos in the world. A classic," he explained. "And I think you'd look really good with some pretty eyeshadow and a good lip combo," Bad pouted slightly at him and he couldn't help but smirk as he rolled his eyes. "You look so very handsome without it, obviously," the diamond took a lock of Bad's hair between his pointer and middle finger to twirl around and tuck behind his demon's ear, "I'm just saying it'd look good on you." The demon stopped pouting, but still looked unsure.

Skeppy leaned over and rested his head on the taller's shoulder. "Pleeeaasseee, Puppy? It'd really boost my viewership," he grabbed at Bad's hand and intertwined their fingers. He tilted his head up from where it laid on Bad's shoulder and smiled when his boyfriend looked like he was about to break.

He gave it a few seconds before Bad finally answered, "mmmm, fine! But nothing too crazy.."

"Yay!!" He Skeppy cheered, momentarily forgetting their surroundings. He got a few shushes, but was undeterred. "Thank you, Puppy," he said in a quieter tone and pressed a kiss to Bad's cheek. The skin there felt a little warmer against his lips.

"Yeah, yeah, now let's get to studying," he waved off with the hand that wasn't actively being held by Skeppy's. It was funny to the diamond when Bad tried to act aloof; cute even. Especially when he made no moves to remove himself from the hold of his diamond-encrusted boyfriend.

"Okay, camera's set up, got all my stuff out," Skeppy fiddled with the lighting for the a few seconds before deciding it was good. He turned to smile at Bad, who was still sitting on Skeppy's bed. He met the gaze of those big hazel eyes, now unobstructed by those bullet proof lenses that he called glasses after putting in his contacts for the video. He looked so cute. He came when beckoned over to the chair on Skeppy's left, sitting down as his eyes scanned the palletes of eyeshadow and what he assumed to be blush, a few different brushes and a.. sponge. That was used for the base, or foundation he thinks.

He knew a couple things about makeup from his sister Tina, but he still wasn't well-versed in it.

"Okay! We're recording in three, two... Hello, everybody! Welcome back to another video, we have a very special guest here with us today," Skeppy made a grand gesture to the man next to him. "The hottest man on earth, and my boyfriend, Bad!!"

The afformentioned man smiled sheepishly into the camera lens, raising his hand to wave at who he assumed would be watching later on. He felt a little tense, suddenly unsure of how he should be sitting and what to do with hands. "Heloooo," he felt a bit awkward, like he was on a talkshow for the first time and his boyfriend was the host. Skeppy said he'd ease into it as the recording went on.

Skeppy didn't miss a beat with the introduction. In the most naturally upbeat tone in his voice, he said, "guess what we're doing todayyyy!!" He leaned over in his chair, on the edge of it to the point of him almost standing in a crouched way. "His makeup!" He announced with the biggest grin, one that Bad couldn't help but mimic with how excited the other sounded. The diamond man sat back down to look over his makeup supplies.

"Okay, let's get started— aahh I'm so excited! Are you excited? 'Cause I'm excited," Skeppy spoke quickly as he grabbed a tube of something Bad wasn't familiar with. Skeppy assured that it was just facial cleanser.

"I am! But, kinda nervous, too," Bad admitted, hand coming up to scratch at the side of his jaw. He should've taken more care in shaving that morning, feels like he missed a spot. Then again, he wasn't planning on getting his makeup done today.

"Aw don't worry, it's gonna be great," Skeppy insisted, turning his chair so he could scoot closer toward Bad. He tapped Bad's thigh to signal him to do the same. "You'll look great too, trust me," he smiled, sending a little wink to the camera as well.

"Mmm, trust went down about thirty percent," Bad said immediately as his chair was pulled forward by the other man.

Skeppy scoffed. "Rude," he said in a lighthearted tone.

Skeppy started putting stuff on then, starting with a basic cleanser for a clean canvas. That's what he explained to the viewers anyway, and Bad since he had his eyes closed most of the time. After the cleanser was the moisturizer, then sunscreen, then primer. Bad didn't complain as Skeppy basically rubbed at his face with different lotions and serums. In fact, he quite liked this part.

Maybe a little too much, he realized as he heard Skeppy giggle. "Feels good?" The diamond asked smugly, making Bad open his eyes just a tad. He was smiling, and so was Bad he soon realized.

He tried to school his expression into something more neutral before answering, "kinda." It was a bit of an understatement, he knew Skeppy could tell that by the way he let out another giggle.

"Yeah, it's like a mini facial," Skeppy took a moment to rub his thumbs over the demon's cheekbones, his smile widening as he seemed to just melt in his hold. "So cute," he giggled and leaned in to peck a kiss on the tip of Bad's nose.

"Am not," was Bad's immediate response, biting back his smile from the compliment. His tail broke into a soft wag behind him, betraying his answer.

"Oh we are not doing that today," Skeppy said with amusement, sitting up to grab the foundation. He bought it just the other day in anticipation of Bad saying yes to recording with him. He knew his boyfriend so well. "You are literally cuter than a puppy, we've established this," he insisted and squirt some of the foundation onto the back of his hand.

Bad didn't even get the chance to argue before the foundation was being applied to his face. Surely that was just to ensure Skeppy won the argument before it even really started. He was a tricky muffin like that. So he grumbled in retort, a short gowl coming from the back of his throat as he was told to tighten his lips. He didn't fight much more than that, letting Skeppy do his thing.

Skeppy gently hooked his pointer finger under Bad's chin and moved his head around to ensure complete and even coverage. Bad let himself move freely with Skeppy's guidance, eyes still closed as he did so. "Okay, looks good, I think. Guys, tell me in the comments if you think it looks good or not," Skeppy prompted as he turned Bad to face the camera for a minute. He blinked his eyes open then, honestly sort of forgetting that they were even recording in the first place. Maybe that was what Skeppy meant by 'you'll ease into it.'

He was then turned to face Skeppy again, "okay I'm not gonna go heavy on the bronzer, but I do think you might need a little here and there," he explained, that resting smile on his face that Bad adored so much. He looked so naturally happy, it made him smile a little too.

"Okay," he answered, leaning forward again slightly so Skeppy could do what he needed to. He didn't know what bronzer did exactly, so he asked, "what does bronzer do?"

"It basically brings back the shadows and dimensions of your face," Skeppy explained. "Like retanning your face after covering it all in one color. I did kinda took your tan away earlier," he admitted as he swiped the applicator on his cheekbones and nose, a little bit on his forehead as well.

"Are you gonna give it back?" Bad made his tone worried, eyes widening and brows upturned. It was as if he was genuinely scared that Skeppy had the power to take away his sun-tan.

Skeppy snorted, "yeah, yeah, that's what the bronzer's for. Now relax your face!" Bad listened, satisfied with that answer. He could keep his eyes open now, since he wouldn't be taking a beauty blender to the eye just yet. He took the time to study Skeppy's face, how relaxed he looked while doing this part of the makeup. He wasn't super close, since the tasks weren't too tedious yet, but it was close enough for Bad to get a good look at him. He looked so pretty, as he always did.

Skeppy caught him staring, he realized as the man's relaxed smile turned into something more of a smirk. His eyes darted away to the side then. Skeppy didn't mention it, only giggled as he continued to blend.

"'Kay, that's it for your base, we're gonna set this now with a powder," Skeppy grabbed his setting powder to begin doing just that. "Close your eyes," he said and Bad did so. Skeppy hardly ever had to tell him anything twice, something about that made Skeppy a little more giddy than he should be.

He dabbed the powder on Bad's face, snickering at the way his nose scrunched. "Does it tickle?"

"Yeah, a little," Bad replied, sniffling a little. "I need to sneeze—"

"Pineapple!"

There was silence for a moment. "What?" Bad then said quizzically, opening his eyes when the powdered pad was brought away from his face, only to close them again when Skeppy thought the sneeze had passed.

With a giggle, the diamond said, "I saw it on tiktok. If you ever need to sneeze, just say pineapple and it'll go away."

Bad snorted, "that's stupid."

"Did it work?" He could hear the smile in Skeppy's voice as he brought the pad away for good this time, letting the powder settle for a bit while Bad answered.

Bad took a moment to think, brows furrowing before he opened his eyes. "It did, actually. What the muffin, that's so weird," he said with a small laugh.

"Told ya!" He giggled along with the other. He grabbed one of his brushes then and began to glide it along Bad's face, taking the powder off gently with each stroke. Bad closed his eyes again, smiling a little at the slightly ticklish feeling of the bristles against his cheeks and down his nose.

"I like this part," he mumbled, making Skeppy giggle as he finished this step.

"I can tell," he said as he set the brush down. Bad opened his eyes to see what was next. A small handheld pallet was held in Skeppy's left hand while the right hand grabbed a different, slightly bigger brush. "You'll probably like this one too. We're doing blush next," he explained while gathering some of the compacted powder on his new brush. He tapped the brush on the back of the pallet before bringing it up to the brunet's cheekbones.

"Aren't I s'posed to smile for this one?" Bad asked, demonstrating with a toothy grin. Skeppy giggled, but shook his head no in reply.

"You can, but I like it better when it's, like, closer to your eye. Like higher up on your cheekbone," Skeppy answered, gliding the brush upward and to the side of Bad's face. The demon hummed in acknowledgment as he found himself closing his eyes again, just letting himself feel the softness of the brush on his face. He could hear Skeppy snicker as his tail began to wag behind him.

"Don't laugh at me," Bad huffed with a small whine, which only made Skeppy giggle a more.

"Sorry, you're just too cute," Skeppy gave his excuse, which if you ask Bad wasn't a good enough reason. He moved onto the other cheek, brushing over the flesh there until he got the desired pink color. "Alright, then we'll do some highlights, and then onto your eye stuff," he said as he grabbed said highlighter. He used his middle finger to spread the shiny material on his boyfriend's cheeks and just a touch on his nose. He didn't use much in any of these places, just a subtle amount that would show in nice lighting.

He closed the highlighter and smiled at his handiwork. He clapped his hands together with a large smile, "okay I'm cooking actually, you look so good already. Show them!" He took a hold of Bad's chin and guided his face toward the camera. "I gotta say, this is some of my best work yet," he giggled excitedly. He didn't get to do other people's makeup too often, so he was having fun.

And if Skeppy was having fun then so was Bad. And looking at the camera view, he had to admit, he was looking pretty darn good already. He smiled a little himself as his gaze lingered on the screen, turning back to face Skeppy. "Okay yeah, it does look pretty good," he complimented, a single thump against the seat of his chair was heard before he willed his tail still. "What's next?"

"Eyebrows!" Skeppy announced and reached out toward his supplies. Bad didn't like the sound of that.

"Don't those hurt?" He asked, genuine concern in his tone as well as his face. His brows were turned upward and Skeppy swears his eyes got bigger when he looked back at him. Those big ol' doe eyes he wasn't sure anyone could resist.

"Aww, Puppy," Skeppy chuckled at his reaction. "Course not, I'm only filling them in with a pencil, see?" He held up his brow pencil for evidence. "If I was plucking them or something, then yeah probably, but that'll be for another video," he said cooly as he scoot more toward Bad.

"Geppyyyy," his boyfriend whined his name at the potential of pain in his future. Skeppy only cackled before putting both hands on either side of Bad's face to pull him forward a bit more.

"I'm joking, you big baby," he smirked before adding, "probably.."

A disgruntled sound came from Bad as the diamond's left hand cradled his chin, the right one resting on his temple as he started to make small, precise marks between the hairs of his brow. Skeppy only laughed mischievously at the sound.

"I can't draw this properly when you're pouting, Silly," Skeppy piped up after a few seconds. "Relax your face or I'll pluck out your entire brow," he said, Bad obeying immediately of course. "Good boy," he teased and Bad snorted at the ridiculousness of the phrase. Couldn't say he hated it, though.

They sat in silence like that for a couple of minutes, Skeppy having moved onto the other brow and filling that in too. Since he wasn't shaping them or anything, this part was rather quick. The only thing he was really adding were a couple of faux hairs at the inner ends of his brows for some extra flair. Then Bad said, "you wouldn't do that.."

Skeppy was confused for a second. He didn't say anything, what was Bad talking about? Then he remembered his empty threat and lost it, having to pull away his pencil before he accidentally stabbed Bad's eye while laughing.

"Were you actually thinking I would??" He asked after a good few laughs. Bad giggled along with him, opening his eyes to watch Skeppy's joyful laugh in action.

"No! I'm just saying, you wouldn't!" He tried to make his point clear.

"Oh you wanna bet? I'll go get my tweezers right now," Skeppy challenged, to which Bad immediately put his hands up in front of him in surrender. Or in defense, one of the two.

"Don't!" He said, his chair squeaking as he backed up without standing. They both stood like that for a moment, staring each other down before breaking into laughter.

"Okay, okay, no tweezers. Now c'mere, we gotta finish this video," Skeppy chuckled out, putting down his eyebrow pencil and grabbing his eyeshadow pallet. He opened it up and pulled Bad's chair closer so they could both look at it. "I'm thinking some nice dark browns on the outer corners of your eye would look cute and simple, what do you think?"

Bad leaned in closer, their shoulders touching as he looked over his options. It was a larger pallet, filled with an array of colors that was more than just a regular rainbow. One color caught his eye in particular. "Can you do that one?" He asked, pointing it out on the pallet. "It looks cool," he shrugged, suddenly growing nervous about asking.

Skeppy smiled and tilted his head in an endeared way. "Of course, Puppy, whatever you want," he chirped and turned just enough to plant a kiss on Bad's cheek.

"Oh my goodness," Bad felt his face warm just a bit, turning away from the camera for a moment to smile goofily to himself. It was a stupid nickname, one he claimed to rebuke since the beginning, but still his boyfriend said it with such affection he couldn't help but blush.

Skeppy seemed proud of that, giggling as he grabbed one of his smaller brushes from the table. "Okay, and do you want a second color to go anywhere? Because I think some black on the outer corners would look badass, if you're down for that," he swirled his brush around in the color Bad requested, a deep red color that Skeppy thought would contrast gorgeously with his complexion.

"Language," he said and Skeppy rolled his eyes at the word, "but yeah, I'm game," Bad agreed easily, not even waiting for Skeppy to prompt him before moving closer. Their knees knocked together as he did so, and he leaned in and closed his eyes, knowing the drill by now.

"Perfect," Skeppy grinned as he tapped his brush against the pallet to get the excess off. "Keep your eyes relaxed for me, okay?" He said and Bad nodded minutely. He flinched only slightly when the brush was patted against his eyelid, but he managed to keep them closed while Skeppy layered the eyeshadow on each eye until he got his desired vibrancy. He started packing the black on the outer corners of his eyes then.

"You look so pretty in red, Bad," Skeppy said earnestly, voice slightly lowered in volume as he focused on blending the two colors together. He didn't want the black to overpower the red too much, it was too nice of a color for that.

"Pretty?" Bad matched the shorter man's tone and volume, ever the mimicker BadBoyHalo was.

"Yeah, pretty," Skeppy repeated. "Red looks so good with your skin tone, and I think you generally look happier in it. It's your favorite color, isn't it?"

"Yeah," Bad answered, a small smile on his face over the fact Skeppy knew his favorite color, "but I never really thought of myself as pretty."

"Well you should," Skeppy supplied easily. "I think you're very pretty," he hummed and began blending out the black pigment to give it that smokey effect.

Bad's tail already began to wag subtly behind him. "I don't know if I believe you," Bad found himself saying before he could think twice. He shut his mouth tightly. Why'd he say that? Skeppy wasn't even answering, he must've sounded like a grade-a loser. The brush moved away from his face after a while, and he cracked an eye open to see Skeppy was setting down the pallet and brush. Was the video over? Did he ruin it? Gosh, why was he feeling all insecure and lame all of a sudden?

"Bad."

The afformentioned man snapped back to reality when he heard Skeppy's voice. He looked down to see his hands in the other man's slightly smaller ones. He gulped and looked back up at Skeppy's face, eyebrows turned up slightly in worry. He must've done something wrong.

Skeppy squeezed Bad's hands gently, repeating the action again as it seemed to ground Bad in some way, reminded him to take deep breaths at least. "You are the most gorgeous human I've ever seen, both inside and out. You're kind, funny, kinda corny sometimes, but that's what I love about you," Skeppy chuckled with Bad at the last bit. "And you're pretty, so very pretty, I could tell someone that and they'll say 'oh yeah, hella.'"

Skeppy brought both of Bad's hands up to his face, kissing the knuckles of his index fingers. "I think you're pretty. And gorgeous, and beautiful, and handsome. You're the most of all of those adjectives. And it's okay if you need someone to remind you of that, because trust me I'll do it every hour if I have to."

Bad had the doofiest smile on his face at the confession, letting out a nice, deep breath as he figured out how to respond. "Thank you, Sgeppy. You're too good for me," he sighed dreamily and returned the favor of kissing Skeppy's hands.

Skeppy rolled his eyes, "I should be saying that to you.." he tugged gently at the the other's hands and pulling them toward himself, making Bad lose purchase of his elbows on his knees. He was forced to catch himself on Skeppy's chest, then his lips were caught in a gentle kiss by Skeppy. It was short and sweet, but it set Bad's heart on fire. Skeppy's too, he could feel the soft rythmic thumping under his palm where it was splayed on the man's chest.

Then Skeppy pulled away, and Bad had to stop himself from embarrassingly chasing his lips. He opened his eyes to see Skeppy's staring back at him, a mirthful spark in his eye. "I love you, Bad," he said with the most smitten smile.

Bad smiled back with the same amount of affection, "I love you too, Skeppy." The diamond pecked another kiss onto Bad's lips before leaning back, guiding Bad's hands back down to his lap.

"Alright, you ready to get back to your makeup?" Skeppy asked, pausing to wait for an answer.

Bad turned to look at the camera, eyes slightly widening as he remembered what they were doing. It was still recording. "Uhhm," he started to turn back toward Skeppy, an uneasy expression on his face. A question was written on his face, and Skeppy read it easily.

"I'll cut all that out, don't worry," Skeppy assured, "we could also just delete the whole thing and redo it another time." Bad seemed relieved at his boyfriend's words, but he shook his head.

"No, just cutting it out is fine. Let's keep going," Bad let a smile creep onto his face. "I wanna look prettier," the choice of suffix didn't go unnoticed by Skeppy.

He grinned, "you got it, PrettyBoy." He grabbed the eyeliner next, leaning in close so he could focus on getting a straight wing. The eyeliner was slightly damp, Skeppy said something about it being a liquid liner, but everything else felt warm. Bad couldn't see, but he could feel the other man's breath fanning over his own lips from how close he was. It was warm and comforting, but still made him nervous.

Bad tried not to move while Skeppy worked, though his eyelids reflexively fluttered Everytime Skeppy would move the tip of the marker-like makeup tool and bring it back. Which was only a couple times on each eye, to be fair. "Open your eyes slowly," Skeppy requested, and Bad did just that. He tilted the demon's face to each side, inspecting his own craftsmanship. "Perfect," he decided.

Bad couldn't help the, "you're perfect," that came out of his mouth. Skeppy smiled and rewarded him with a quick peck on his lips and a pat on the cheek. Bad had a blissful look on his face, looking so stupidly adorable that Skeppy just wanted to squeeze him. He refrained though, letting go of his face and reaching for a new tool Bad recognized as some sort of weapon. "What is that?" He was suddenly weary.

"Okay, now this part I might lose you," he prefaced as he squeezed the handle of it.

"Looks like a guillotine," Bad said skeptically as Skeppy squeezed the handle of it together.

The man laughed, "it's an eyelash curler."

"You mean it goes on my eyes?" Skeppy nodded with an affirming hum. "Mm-mm, no way," Bad shook his head adamantly. He had a hard time putting in his contacts half the time, he didn't want some contraption like that so close.

"Okay, okay, no lash curling," Skeppy giggled as he put it down. He grabbed a black tube instead. "You're getting mascara though," he said as he twisted the wand out.

Bad looked wearily at the tube, looking between it and his boyfriend's face. "You're not gonna stab me in the eye, are you?"

"No!" Skeppy barked in a laugh, "I have steady hands, trust. Like a surgeon."

"I would not trust you as my surgeon," Bad said immediately, giggling as Skeppy's face dropped into a pout.

"Oh so you don't trust me," Skeppy deadpanned.

"That's not—"

"I can't believe it, my own boyfriend doesn't trust me," Skeppy tutted with a teasing smile as he brought the mascara wand up to said boyfriend's eyes. "Look down," he instructed as he rested his pinky on the side of Bad's face for support. 

Bad sighed and did as he was told. "Not what I said," he huffed. He struggled to keep his eyes open as the wand came closer and closer to his lashes. How does Tina put this stuff on everyday?

"Okay, wait, give me a second," he said with a nervous laugh as he backed away from Skeppy's hand.

"Dude," Skeppy chuckled out, "it'll be fine, just keep your eyes open."

"I know, I know, just— eyes freak me out," Bad sighed, resisting the sudden urge to rub his eyelids.

"Aren't you gonna be an optometrist? Doing, like, surgeries and stuff?" Skeppy asked incredulously. "That's, like, your whole thing."

"Wrong! That's an opthalmologist, which I am definitely not going to be. I'll be doing eye exams 'nd stuff," Bad said matter-of-factly.

"Okay well sor-ry, didn't know there was a huge difference," he giggled at Bad's scoff. He's definitely been told this before, but he thinks it's fun to ruffle Bad's feathers a little.

"Yes you— mmrrrr," Bad took a deep breath after growling. Skeppy was just trying to get under his skin. "Whatever you muffinhead, I'm ready now," he leaned forward again.

Skeppy chuckled as he reset to the position he was in before Bad chickened out. "Just hold still," he said and began applying the product. He did only a couple of strokes on each eye, and Bad held up surprisingly well this time. He only flinched once! "There. That wasn't so bad, was it?"

"Yeah, it was," Bad answered immediately, earning a laugh from Skeppy. "Are we done with the eye stuff?" His tone was almost pleading, a slight whine to his voice that made Skeppy roll his eyes.

"Yes, we are. Now for my favorite part;" he grabbed a black pencil. "Lip combo!!"

Bad smiled at the younger's excitement, matching his energy now that he wasn't in fear of losing his eye. "Yay!!" He cheered, tail wagging as he put his chin into Skeppy's awaiting palm. Skeppy found it adorable.

He started lining Bad's lips with the pencil, gliding it easily on the edges. Bad's lips were always so soft, so kissable. "Okay, we're doing this black lip liner with cherry red in the middle, and it'll kinda blend and make it darker," he explained to both Bad and the viewers. The demon just hummed his acknowledgement. He wasn't exactly in a position to speak as Skeppy rubbed the pad of his middle finger along the edges of the liner to blend it towards the middle. The diamond took note of how the other's lips bounced ever so slightly against his finger. They were perfectly plump to him. Bad didn't complain either, it was as if he liked being manhandled by Skeppy.

Skeppy couldn't help but smirk at the thought.

He switched his lip liner out for a bright red lipstick, uncapping it and twisting it enough for him to use. "Keep your mouth open like this," he demonstrated on his own face how he wanted Bad to stay. The demon copied him.

He took a hold of Bad's chin again, and the man couldn't do anything but stare. Skeppy wasn't as close as he was when he was doing stuff to his eyes, but he was close enough to hear his breath. It was relaxed, calm as he worked on finishing the demon's look. He was really in his element here. It was beautiful.

"There you go, now gently pop your lips like this," he demonstrated again what he wanted Bad to do, the brunet mimicking the action best he could. The makeup felt so foreign on his lips, he resisted the urge to lick away the substance. "Now some lipgloss, setting spray, and we're done," Skeppy smiled as his eyes scanned over his handiwork. Bad looked really good.

Skeppy grabbed the afformentioned lipgloss and spread the substance across both his bottom and top lip. With that being the final touch, he grabbed the setting spray. "Close your eyes and hold your breath," Skeppy gave Bad a second to do just that before spritzing a healthy amount of the spray onto Bad's face and makeup. He fanned at Bad's face to make it dry quicker. "Done!" He announced, grinning wide as he watched Bad's eyes open. "You look so cute," he said quite bluntly, taking hold of his face to turn it toward the camera. "Doesn't he look amazing?" He asked the soon-to-be audience, giggling at how his cheeks looked while squished, his lips in a slight pucker.

He let go so he could grab his handheld mirror, handing it off to Bad so he could get a proper look. The demon took a second to turn his head every which way, a small smile accumulating on his face before he changed his expression to be more in line with a model or something. "Oh I look good," he said with intrigue, making Skeppy giggle.

"You're welcome," he hummed chirpily with a smug smile. "That'll be a hundred bucks, by the way."

"What!?" bad looked at Skeppy incredulously, making the diamond burst into a giggle fit. With a laugh like that, Bad couldn't help but follow suit.

"Kidding, I'm kidding," he waved off the joke. "But yeah, you look hot, Babe." Bad chuckled nervously at the compliment, averting his gaze back to the mirror.

Skeppy let him, diverting his attention back to the camera for his outro. "Alright, that was all for this video! Hope you enjoyed it as much as I did, got anything to say to them, Bad?"

"Hm?" Bad looked up from the mirror, a finger just lightly grazing his cheekbone when he realized the call to action. "Oh! Uh," he put the mirror down in his lap and smiled at the camera. "Thank you for having me on and doing my makeup, this was really fun," he chirped.

"Of course, thank you for being in the video," Skeppy reciprocated, looking back at the camera. "And thank you guys for watching! Let me know if you'd want more videos like this, who knows maybe he'll be my new test dummy," Skeppy giggled as Bad made a noise of offense. "Don't forget to like and subscribe! Bad, say bye with me," he linked his arm with Bad's and made them both stand up. Bad managed to keep his balance at the surprise movement, and they both got close to the lens, cheek to cheek, yelling, "BYEEEEEEE!!"

Skeppy turned the camera off soon after that, a triumphant smile on his face as he turned back to Bad. "Perfect! You did so good, Puppy," he kissed the brunet on the cheek, the feeling of evenly coated foundation under his lips. He avoided the other's lips for now, not wanting to mess up his work too much yet. Bad giggled, tail batting behind him at the praise. "Think I can take a few pictures for my Instagram?" He asked, grabbing his phone from the table and holding it up in question.

"Sure! Just get my good side," he turned his head and puckered his lips, presumably to show what was his good side.

Skeppy laughed and snapped a silly photo of him in that pose, "every side's your good side." They both giggled before Skeppy began taking pictures, instructing Bad on how to pose, where to look, etcetera.

"Annnnd, that was the last one!" Skeppy claimed after one last shutter sound from his phone. He stood next to Bad so they could look through his gallery together, deciding which ones were to be posted and which ones he'd probably delete. There were a few he decided he was going to keep for himself, just because his boyfriend looked so good. The diamond looked back up at his Bad, taking in just how good he looked with makeup on. He preferred his natural face, obviously, but he couldn't deny how good he looked in lipstick and winged liner. Oh how badly he wanted to ruin that makeup.

"Thank you, Bad," Skeppy hummed and slung his arms around the demon's neck, pulling him into a regular old hug. Bad reciprocated easily, wrapping his arms around the middle of Skeppy's torso.

"Of course, Baby, I had a lot of fun," he said happily, tail wagging softly behind him. He loved soft hugs like this, where they could just stand and embrace each other for however long they wanted. No one was there to bother them, or steal the one of them away from the other. It made him want to kiss him, too.

"Sgeppy, can I still kiss with the gloss on?" He asked, chin still resting on the diamond's shoulder. He asked it as a joke, obviously lipgloss wasn't stopping anyone from kissing anybody. Even so, Skeppy hummed in faux thought, as if it was something to think hard about.

Skeppy pulled away from the hug just enough so they could be face to face, still on with that humming sound to convince his boyfriend that he really was weighing the options. He unlooped one arm from Bad's neck to cradle his jaw instead, pressing his thumb to Bad's bottom lip. He glided his pollex across it, smearing a bit of everything on his lips to the side of his mouth. He bit down on his own lip in attempt to suppress the smirk making itself ever present in his expression. He stopped humming to answer, "I think so."

Bad would be annoyed with how long it took for him to get an answer if he wasn't so enamored with how Skeppy went about it. It sent shivers down his spine. His own smile grew twice the size when Skeppy finally spoke, and he leaned in to connect their lips. 

They kissed languidly at first, pushing and pulling gently against each other's lips like waves on a shore. It felt a little odd, the tacky sensation of the gloss, but it wasn't bad by any means. Skeppy ran his hand over Bad's shoulder and tangled it in his hair to pull him in and deepen the kiss, the demon sighed softly through his nose in response.

They kissed for a while longer, finally parting in order to properly breathe. They both were panting a little from how long their lips were connected. They studied each other's faces with quiet precision, each of them landing on on the lower halves of their face.

Skeppy was the first to crack, snickering at how much of Bad's makeup had been rubbed off. Particularly some of his lipstick was smeared off to the side. "You look stupid," he said as his snickers turned into giggles.

Bad broke too, giggling like a gremlin at how much of his makeup was now on Skeppy's face. "Like you don't," he retaliated. His lips were a haphazard mix of black and red, almost all the gloss being transfered to either his mouth or the surrounding area. Speaking of the surrounding area, a bit of foundation from Bad's nose found its place on Skeppy's. They both looked a mess.

Eventually their giggles died down into a comfortable silence, Bad placing a few more kisses across Skeppy's cheeks to see if there was still lipstick to transfer. Spoiler alert, there was.

"You think you're funny," Skeppy scrunched his face at the taller man, who looked at him with a goofy grin.

"Yeah, I do," Bad chuckled, leaning in to rub their noses together, in turn transferring the last of his foundation there. "And I have a feeling this was your plan all along."

"Hmhm, noooo," Skeppy giggled. He wasn't lying, not completely anyway, but he couldn't keep a straight face in the moment. "You just looked so good, I couldn't help myself," he purred and twirled a piece of Bad's hair around his finger.

"Youuuu... be quiet," Bad grunted, turning his head to nip playfully at Skeppy's hand when he couldn't come up with anything witty to say in response. Skeppy chuckled as Bad's teeth grazed the space between his thumb and index finger.

"Only if you make me," he leaned forward tauntingly.

"Don't have to tell me twice," Bad supplied, easily pulling Skeppy in for another kiss. It was much more languid, and there was a lot less makeup to be transfered. They pulled away after a minute and just stood there in the middle of Skeppy's dorm, Bad's face craning downward to be buried in the crook of Skeppy's shoulder and neck while his diamond leaned his head to the side to rest on his.

"I love you, Sgeppy," Bad mumbled into his lover's neck.

"I love you too, Bad," Skeppy sighed happily, yawning soon after. "I'm tired," he said in an almost complaining tone.

"Yeah... Me too," Bad was hardly tired at all, the sun had only gone down a couple of hours or so ago, but if Skeppy was ready to lay down so was he. It became the norm for Skeppy to force him into a bed at any arbitrary nap time, so he was used to it by now. It got the brunet more sleep, anyways. "Wanna wash up before we go to bed?" Bad broke away from the hug, loosely letting his hands linger around his man's waist for the time being.

"Not really," Skeppy yawned, "but I guess we probably should." He liked the idea of just laying down more, but the longer they stood there, the more tacky his face felt, still very much a mess from their earlier kiss. "Yeah, let's go," he resigned, grabbing a hold of one of Bad's hands and walking him to the bathroom. It wasn't very big, they could barely use the mirror at the same time, much less the sink itself, but they managed to wash their faces and brush their teeth anyway.

Then they went to lay down, deciding that the recording set up could be cleaned up in the morning. The night was for resting, Skeppy said. Well, everyone said that really, though Bad never treated it that way until recently. He was a bit of a night owl, but when he started dating Skeppy, he was getting a full eight hours, sometimes more. Skeppy slept all the time, and was keen on dragging Bad along with him anytime he got the urge for a nap or something. Just because he likes to cuddle.

It was maybe a little annoying at first, often times he ended up just laying there unable to move much lest he wake his overgrown cat of a boyfriend, but now Bad wouldn't say he minded it. He was more or less thankful that his boyfriend had gotten him on a better nighttime schedule. He had trouble making one himself, but Skeppy helped. A lot, actually.

"Goodnight, Puppy," Skeppy mumbled with a sigh into Bad's chest. It made heat bloom in Bad's cheeks at how soft the man sounded. Even when half asleep, he always managed to fit so much affection in his voice.

"Goodnight, Kitty, love you," Bad reciprocated. He got a murmur from Skeppy that somewhat sounded like an 'I love you' back. The demon smiled and cuddled closer, one last contented hug from his boyfriend before he heard his soft snores.

Bad didn't fall asleep for another few minutes, focusing on the rise and fall of his diamond's chest against him. It was relaxing enough to actually get him sleepy. As he let himself be whisked away to Dreamland, he had one last thought:

Maybe he should let Skeppy do his makeup more often.