Stylist

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When you're his stylist.

You stood in the busy dressing room, surrounded by clothes and makeup supplies. Your job was to make sure Heeseung looked perfect for every performance. Lately, though, it was getting harder to ignore your growing feelings for him. He had a laugh that filled the room and a smile that made your heart skip a beat.


Today, as Heeseung joked with the other ENHYPEN members, you couldn't help but smile. You scolded yourself silently and focused as he came over to you.


"Hey," he greeted warmly, sitting down for you to start. "Ready to make me look good?"


You nodded with a smile, motioning for him to sit. He adjusted in the chair, looking a bit uncomfortable. "This chair isn't great," he admitted sheepishly.


Understanding, you grabbed a step-stool to reach him better. He chuckled as you set it up. "Thanks, that's better," he said, relaxing a bit.


You smiled back, glad he was more comfortable. "No problem," you replied warmly, getting back to styling his hair.


As you worked, you couldn't help admiring his features—his strong jawline and the way his hair fell perfectly. Suddenly, he snapped his fingers in front of your face.


Startled, you blinked and apologized. "Sorry, got lost in thought," you admitted, feeling embarrassed.


Heeseung chuckled softly, his eyes twinkling. "Must've been a good thought," he teased gently.


Blushing, you nodded quickly. "Just thinking about your hair," you mumbled, hoping he didn't notice how flustered you were.
He leaned back, crossing his arms casually. "Must be some hairstyle," he joked, grinning.


You laughed along, feeling more relaxed. "Caught me," you admitted with a sheepish smile.


His laughter filled the room again, making you smile even wider. Despite your job and the feelings you had to keep in check, moments like these with Heeseung made it all worth it.


Once you finished, Heeseung stood up to check himself in the mirror. "Looks great, as always," he complimented sincerely.


"Thank you," you replied warmly, feeling proud of your work.


He noticed you were still standing on the step-stool and raised an eyebrow playfully. "Using that all day?" he teased lightly.


You blushed, realizing you were still on it. "Oops, just trying to reach," you admitted with a shy smile.


Heeseung chuckled softly, shaking his head fondly. "It's cute," he remarked casually, his eyes warm.


Feeling a mix of embarrassment and happiness, you hopped off the stool. "Well, I'll let you get ready," you said, trying to sound professional again.


He nodded, giving you a grateful smile. "Thanks for everything," he said sincerely, starting to leave.


"You're welcome," you replied softly, feeling both happy and sad as he walked out.


Before he left, Heeseung turned back with a mischievous grin. "Oh, and next time, try not to get lost in my stunning looks, okay?" he teased playfully, winking before heading down the hall.


You couldn't help but laugh to yourself, shaking your head at his joking. Despite everything, being with Heeseung like this felt right. As you cleaned up, you couldn't stop thinking about his words, a smile on your face.



You finished tidying up the dressing room, feeling a mix of contentment and nervousness. As you packed away the makeup and styling tools, your thoughts kept drifting back to Heeseung and the special moments you shared. Despite knowing it was against the rules to develop feelings for him, it was hard to deny how much you enjoyed his company.


Suddenly, you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder. Startled, you turned around to find Heeseung standing there, looking serious.


"Hey," he began softly, glancing around for privacy. "Can we talk for a moment?"


Your heart skipped a beat at his earnest tone. "Sure," you replied quietly, following him to a quieter corner of the room.


Heeseung took a deep breath, meeting your gaze. "I know we can't be open about this," he started cautiously, his voice low. "But I've been wanting to ask you... would you like to go out with me sometime? Just between us?"


His words caught you off guard, and you couldn't help but smile softly. "Heeseung..." you began, searching for the right words.


He chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his neck. "I understand if it's complicated," he said quickly, his eyes darting away briefly before returning to yours.


You reached out, gently placing a hand on his arm. "No," you said firmly, shaking your head slightly. "I would love that."


Relief washed over Heeseung's face, a wide grin spreading across his features. "Really?" he asked eagerly, his eyes lighting up with happiness.


You nodded, unable to contain your own smile. "Yes, really," you confirmed softly, feeling a mix of excitement and apprehension.


Heeseung smiled warmly, his expression filled with gratitude and affection. "Thank you," he murmured sincerely.


Before anyone could notice, Heeseung leaned in closer to give you a quick, discreet peck on the cheek. "I'll see you later," he whispered with a playful wink, stepping back.


You blushed, heart racing as he walked away, leaving you with a rush of emotions. As you gathered your things and left the dressing room, you couldn't stop replaying the moment in your mind, a smile tugging at your lips.


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