"You can do basic make-up, you can start with him over there" after receiving my orders, I move on. I lift the heavy make-up box and as I place it on the table, I look straight into the mirror.
It was like traveling back in time, no change. The heart was not broken but became heavier, the breath did not go in or out. Time just froze and I did not move an inch. Seeing him right in the islands through the mirror made me feel a feeling I had not felt for a long time.
Joy flowed in me and I wanted to jump around like a child who received love on a stick. But I kept all the joy to myself because his eyes had widened and the cell phone fell straight to the ground. We were both in shock, but did he remember me at all?
«Here is, your mobile. Can you turn a little towards me? I have to fix my make-up »I say confidently to show that I am not crushed and that grief does not chase me every day and night.
"Sorry, I do not usually lose my cell phone," he says, turning his head slightly. I do not quite know what to do, I do not think any of us saw this coming.
"Jungkook, we have to get you on the tendon" shouts a very handsome boy. He seems familiar, and something with his voice, I've heard it before. "Yes, I'm coming! Thank you for the mobile and the make-up» Jungkook says with a quick smile and runs away.
That run reminds me of the times he would ask all the way to see me. It hurts, the heart is burning and the tears will just flow out. There are many reasons why I hold back, the most important is a Jungkook does not remember me.
"Jungkook's make-up was incredible, they perform now and his sweat has not gotten rid of it. You made a good first impression" Channel says and pats me on the shoulder.
It's also important that I keep this job to survive. "Do you want to join us and eat out?" Channel asks me in a friendly voice. "I wish I could, but I have to take care of my mother," I say in a sinful voice.
Mom is in a coma, but every day I sit there waiting for her to come back. "It's a shame then, but join next time if you have time," says Channel and the rest of the make-up artists go out.
I pack the products and close my box. Pushes it under the table and the elastic from my hair cracks. I hate to go with loose hair, it reminds me too much of the past and I can not take an elastic from anyone.
I look around a bit and hear someone coming quickly. For no reason do I hide under the table and pull the chair closer to me. "Did everyone go?" I hear a familiar voice say. "Yes, it looks like that, but we do not need them now," says another male voice, but it seems sleepy.
"All right then, we go back to the dance rehearsal," says a brighter voice and more go out. I hold my breath and listen carefully to see if there are any left. But out of the blue, someone pulls out the chair and squats down, and looks straight into my eyes.
"Why are you sitting down here?" he asks me as he extends an arm. I free myself from his gaze and stand up without taking his arm. "I was looking for an elastic band, I have to go now," I say without looking at him at all. If I looked at him the tears would have come out and it would expose the truth I want him to forget.
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Don't leave me (Jungkook)
FanficLiving life on her own. Y/n had lost her father a long time ago and her mother was unstable following Y/n's father's footsteps. Without affection and care Y/n ended up being cold and rude. She liked to live life on her own until Jungkook came in and...
