"Lipstick" - A Short Dialogue (Patreon)
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Based on the commission, "Davy x MC (he/they). MC nervously asks Davy to teach him how to do makeup."
MC and Davy are on Davy's couch - MC with their head on Davy's lap. The movie credits are playing in the background, a half empty bottle of wine on the coffee table. MC tilts their head up, their gaze tracing Davy's face. Immaculate eyebrows, full lips, the slight glimmer of eyeshadow.
MC: How do you do that?
Davy: Hmm?
MC traces a finger across the angle of Davy's jaw.
MC: You're so beautiful.
Davy: Oh?
MC: Your make-up. It's always perfect.
Davy (teasing): I'm not immune to flattery, you know.
MC: I'm not just saying it to say it. I'm serious. How'd you get so good at it?
Davy: A friendly cousin. And lots of practice.
MC: You have to practice at things?
Davy rolls their eyes.
MC: Can you teach me?
Davy: Of course.
MC: Just the basics. I don't want to...I don't know. Take up too much of your time.
Davy: We're dating. You're welcome to take up as much time as you want.
MC: Is that what we're doing?
Davy: Hah.
MC: You know...I don't think you've ever mentioned your cousin before.
Davy (wry smile): In case you haven't noticed, I don't really talk about my family.
MC: I noticed.
A pause.
MC: This is probably invasive. Well, I know it's invasive. But -
Davy: Don't get shy on me now.
MC flicks Davy lightly on the cheek.
Davy: Hey - that's my moneymaker, you know.
MC: Anyone ever tell you you're arrogant?
Davy: It's not arrogant if it's true.
MC: Bastard.
MC: Anyway. Your - mom. She never...I don't know. Helped you? With your make-up?
Davy: Not really. It took her a while to...come around to things. You know, in that East Coast liberal but old money conservative kind of way.
MC: Oh. I'm sorry I asked -
Davy: Don't be. We're fine now. She even donates.
MC: Ah.
Davy: But, I guess she did help. Once. Prom night. Maybe she was feeling sentimental, since I was leaving for college. But, she put on my lipstick for me.
MC: Huh.
Davy: Then she told me not to get caught in the bushes somewhere.
MC: And did you?
Davy (smiling): I might've had some fun at the country club. But, I didn't get caught.
MC: Thank you. For telling me all this.
Davy rubs their thumb over the MC's cheek. The MC leans into their touch.
Davy (softly): Thanks for listening.