Capítulo 46: You Look Good

"I never pictured you as blonde," the dancer stated with a tilt of his head.

"I look like I have no hair," he pouted.

"Then…" Taemeng smiled that small smile that really shouldn't make his body warm, "You look good bald."

Laughing, Shun shook his head and went to the makeup chair when he was called. There, he joined Kaiden who did not have contacts on, but had earrings and was already in his outfit. His eyes trailed down to the white button up with an embroidered crane on the collar and the necklace adorning the popular trainee's neck. Then his eyes went further down to see the navy blue slacks that looked way too expensive.

"Do I look alright?" Kaiden questioned looking at him from the mirror.

"You look good."

"Thanks," Kaiden laughed and apologized to the makeup artist, before keeping his face straight.

Shun chuckled and did the same as the other makeup artist worked on his face. When he was finished, he was given blue contact lenses and he stared at the makeup artist. She stared back, before it dawned on her that he did not know how to put it on.

"I am sorry, Xiong Shun," she apologized and Shun just stared at the container.

"Xiong Shun!" The stage dresser called out and he quickly joined him, still holding the colored contact lenses.

He was dressed and patted down before being sent away to another person. Rings on his fingers, he was maneuvered to go sit down and wait until everyone was done. So, joining Heeang- who was only told to get his makeup done and hair fluffed, he stared at the containers for his new eye color.

"Hm? Shun, why haven't you put them on?"

"Dunno how…"

"Oh! It is easy! Just make sure your fingers are clean, pick it up and put it on the tip of your finger, press it against your eyeballs, and voila!"

"Voila! That sounds dangerous! Besides, how do you know about it?" Shun questioned and the young boy laughed.

"Back when I premiered, I had purple contact lenses. They were the circle ones so my eyes look bigger," Heeang proceeded to say, "Go on, Shun. I am an expert. I will walk you through it and if anything, I can do it for you."

"Wait… you premiered with a different group?"

"Yup. It didn't last sadly. Tends to happen with a lot of groups, but I am sure this one will last as long as I am in it!" The boy grinned and Shun couldn't fight the laugh out of his lips.

"So… your contacts…"

"…"

Shun really would trust a stranger over Heeang after the stunts the boy pulled. So shaking his head, he did as the boy stated. He opened everything up, washed his hands, stared at the floating blue colored film floating in the liquid, and…

He couldn't do it.

Heeang laughed and reached for it, but Shun shook his head and picked a contact to place on the tip of his index finger. It was shaking and he moved the digit closer to his eyes, but they automatically shut.

"Try opening your eyelids up with your other fingers," Heeang watched with glee, chuckling to himself.

Shun frowned at him and his finger pressed to his eye, but when he blinked, the contact fell off his lashes. It happened a couple of times and he groaned upset with himself. Dunking it back into the liquid, he stared at it as if to bend them to fly into his eyes perfectly.

"Shun," Taemeng joined him and Heeang, "Do you need help?"

"He's not-" Heeang started but Shun interrupted.

"Yes!"

"Huh?! You didn't let me help," the boy frowned and Shun just stared at him with a face that said, 'Damn right I don't trust you!'

Taemeng also held a face at Heeang that caused the boy to huff and walk away from them. Once the boy was away from their bubble, Shun watched as the dancer cleaned his hands before placing the contact lens at the tip of his finger. When the finger neared his eyes, Shun was blinking so much, he was surprised it didn't fan the contact off the dancer's finger.

Taemeng stared at him for a moment, before pulling Shun's lids apart and once he was sure the contact will stay, he removed his hold. He watched as Shun blinked over and over trying to adjust to the strange feeling of film on his eyes. Quickly doing the same to the other side, Taemeng stepped back and stared at a platinum blonde blue eyes man. He had to admit, Xiong Shun looked good with lighter colored hair.

"That… was so easy when you do it," Shun smiled and thanked the dancer.

Taemeng smiled back and Shun held back a groan when the hairdresser called for him again. He didn't understand why he needed to get his hair dyed again. It smelled and the chemicals made him feel sick.

'I wonder if the witches magic smell like this. It is terrible! I think my nostril hairs are burning!'

Once his hair was dried and fixed, Shun just stared at himself. Silver hair and blue eyes, pink lips and eyeliners, light blush and flawless skin… This was magic. He never looked this… this…

"Gege!"

Shun turned to see his little friend as a pinkette and green eyes like his cousin. Ping looked like a mini version of that idol prince that he lo- *cough* and Shun gushed seeing how handsome his friend looked. Grabbing and picking the boy up, he heard the sweet laughter, one similar to his sister, against his ear.

"You look so handsome!"

"Thank you!" Ping grinned, "Oh, your hair! It matches you, gege!"

"You calling me old," Shun joked and pinched the boy's nose, "Respect your elder."

"Yes, die die," Ping laughed and he pinched the boy's cheeks laughing along.

Once everyone was done, Shun had to admit everyone looked so good. Who would have thought some makeup, hair change, and clothes could change one's look so much!

'Wait! Was that why mother always told me to clean up and sent the maid to me?'

His mind went back to all those times he was fussed over and felt a sense of dread. If getting makeup and being told what to wear and all that… He was going to hate it just as he hated being dressed back then.

'Why was being an idol so similar to being a prince,' he frowned, 'Besides the extreme dancing and singing… wait… OH MY GOD! Maybe those tutors were for singing and dancing! I am just a prince again but a different title! Witch! I hate you!'

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