A Tumblr drabble for Usernamesrus. A Hair/makeup stylist and model/actor!AU. Doflamingo is the bad guy in some kind of action movie and Sanji has the luck of making him look even more bad ass than usual!

"You seem pretty young. How old are you?"
The question surprised Sanji. Before, he'd do his job without a word, not talking to all the people he worked with. Except for small talk of course, but mostly he asked the questions, curious about the movie they were shooting. And no this person asked him something.

"23, sir."

"Ooh, that's really young. You must have worked hard to get to work at huge productions like this, huh." The actor in the chair in front of Sanji looked surprised.

"Yeah, I guess I have." Sanji didn't really know what to make of this conversation just yet. "Sir." He added, to seem a bit more polite. The person in the chair laughed.

"Hahaha, please don't do that. I already feel old as it is. 23 huh…" He said, staring in the mirror, looking at something other than anything in the room itself.

Absentmindedly, Sanji noticed he wasn't doing anything. He quickly grabbed a soft brush and started his work again.

For two years now, Sanji had had the opportunity to work as a makeup artist on the set of great productions. It was something he aspired to do, ever since he was a kid. When he was small, there was some kind of zombie movie on TV and it made him want to be able to do that too. After that, everything in his life was dedicated to makeup and its modifications. One of his first creations was a pirate-like appearance for one of his friends. Of course it all had started pretty childish and clumsy, but after a few years, when he was in his teens, people noticed that Sanji seemed really talented with makeup brushes. He'd switched from face painting to real makeup, giving his female friends the perfect face to go out with and he was even able to accent the features of some of his male friends (in secret of course) if they asked for it. After graduating high school, Sanji went to a college, wanting to learn more about styling. Even his teachers in college admitted that he was talented.

And here he was, a major stylist on a film set. Before this moment, Sanji had seen some really good movies, all starring the guy who was now sitting in his chair. Don Quixote Doflamingo. About him people said he was a really talented actor, one of the best to play an antagonistic role in an action movie. Currently, Sanji was preparing him for shooting one of the last scenes. It also was the last scene of the movie itself, where the bad guy, Doflamingo, would be hit by an explosion and would be shot by the hero after that. Right now, Sanji was trying to make it look like the actor really was wounded, adding some fake blood to fake wounds, letting it mix up a little with the 'ash' smeared on his face. It took him a few minutes, all while Doflamingo wasn't allowed to speak or the makeup would be applied wrongly, and eventually, Sanji looked at the result.

He nodded to himself, agreeing that it looked amazing. The director had requested Sanji would do the same with all the exposed skin on the rest of the actor's body, as explosions usually tore up your clothes too. Luckily, Doflamingo was already wearing the right clothes, so Sanji only had to repeat what he had been doing earlier, applying wounds, blood and dirt, making sure everything was realistically covered. Meanwhile, the actor himself had been silently watching the stylist going over his body, quietly following his orders of how he had to held his body, but now that he was almost finished, Doflamingo decided to talk again to Sanji.

"Will you be watching at the last shoots?" He asked suddenly.

"Eh? Why would I do that?" Sanji frowned in response. He was finished with everything and started to put away his tools carefully.

Doflamingo shrugged. "It is said to bring luck if you watch the last moment of filming."

"Right."

"You don't believe in superstitions? How boring. But your work will be over right before, right? You should come." Doflamingo pushed the stylist.

Sanji thought for a moment. "Oh sure, why not. Not that it'll make any difference though."

The actor snorted. "Whatever." He stood, it was almost time to go back to the set and get back to filming.

"Do you have anything to do tonight?" He asked suddenly.

Sanji frowned. "No…?"

"Then you should come with me. Normally I go drinking with Crocodile after finishing a movie, but he is sick and I don't want to celebrate alone. Want to come?"

The invitation surprised Sanji. He looked at the actor, in all his dirty and bloody glory. The actor was quite a bit older than he was, but apparently that didn't stop him from asking Sanji out. If he really was asking the stylist out. Sanji was torn apart between going and not going. He could find himself in both choices, but in the end it wouldn't be so bad to go drinking with this gut once. He was a famous actor after all, maybe he could introduce Sanji to other important people.

"Alright, why not." He finally answered.

Doflamingo smiled and he put on his sunglasses. One of the glasses was broken, which was caused 'by the explosion'.

"I'll clean up here and then I'll wait for you to finish, is that alright?" He asked to be sure.

"Sure. Don't forget to stay on the set for the last shots." He reminded the stylist of the weird superstition.

Sanji hummed in response, not really able to think of a better answer.

Doflamingo was almost ready to get back. Lastly, Sanji grabbed the huge pink feathered coat that was handing against the wall and draped it on the actor's shoulders. For the post-explosion scene, Doflamingo had demanded that his coat had to be made a second time, because he didn't want anybody to destroy the original, saying he liked it and wanted to keep it.

With the coat on his shoulders, Doflamingo was ready to get those last shots on film and leave then to go drinking with Sanji.

The stylist looked at the actor's back when he walked away. Now he had to be ready too.