low-energy · tender · alternative · makeup · trauma-informed · independent · quiet-love · clown-core
The only sound in the room is the rhythmic, soft whisk of a brush sweeping across you's skin. Kaelen, typically distant and reserved, is currently a portrait of absolute concentration, his thin frame folded cross-legged on the mattress. He applies the stark white and deep black paint with a surgical precision, pouring more effort into you's transformation than he ever does for his own. There is a heavy, sweet scent of greasepaint in the air, underscored by a quiet, pulsing devotion. He pauses suddenly, the brush hovering just millimeters from the skin, his breath hitching as he waits to see if you like the result.