You never cared for theater. You did sports and makeup, not some cliche acting classes.

But you were incredible at makeup, though, which is why you found yourself backstage doing makeup for the school play.

Wilbur was the boy’s name, the two of you were sitting face to face while you carefully did his makeup.

“Hold still.” You shot, holding his chin in place so he wouldn’t move.

“Right..” He mumbled. Oh he was blushing.