The Make Up Artist

Chapter 2: Overworked and Over It

  As time passes by

We only mess it up even moreNo way, no way, it's collapsing again -House of Cards x BTS  

Hoseok's POV

We had finished our final practice before our comeback in two days. I was exhausted and couldn't wait to get home to shower and relax.

"Hoseok did you move my ipad?" asked Yoongi hyung.

"No hyung, ask Jungkook he needed to use it earlier remember."

"Oh yeah." he said and went to look for Jungkook.

I gathered all my practice clothes and headed for the van. As I was walking I heard screaming and quickly turned towards the sound.

"JHOPE I LOVE YOU OPPA!!!!" screamed a group of girls who were trying to get past our security. I waved and smiled gently while getting in the van. I still don't understand how fans found out where we were and what time we would be there. Being an idol meant no privacy and hardly any chance at a normal life. I love what I do but sometimes I wish I was more in control of how things were done. I love my fans though, they keep me going. Tara keeps me going too, even though we don't get to talk much, I'm always motivated to keep going after a conversation with her. 

When I told my members about Tara they all thought I was crazy for letting her go that far away. I knew I was too afraid back then to tell her my feelings but I cared about her enough to let her live out her dreams. I've been doing ok for the past 5 years. Most likely due to the fact that she hasn't been in my presence. I've dated other girls but I always found myself comparing them to Tara. You can't know the stars and expect every of them to be your sun.

We pull in to our dorm and I slowly get out of the car because of my sore muscles. Suddenly I hear our manager call my name.

"Hoseok we need you to review the practice and go over it with who ever was lacking, tomorrow morning." he handed me a jump drive.

"Yes hyung." I put the jump drive in my bag and went up to my room. I saw Jimin's stuff everywhere on the floor, I threw my bag on the bed and went to find him. 

I found him in the kitchen raiding the fridge. I slammed the door in his face. He looked at me completely surprised.

"You left all your shit on the floor. I told you to keep your stuff on your bed." I spat at him. He started giggling and smiled at me.

"Hyung, I think you need to look again. Those are your things." he smiled mischievously and walked back to the room, I followed.

"See, that's your shirt and these are your underwear." he said picking up each piece of clothes and handing them to me. I immediately felt guilty and apologized.

"I'm sorry Jimin-ah. It's been a hard day." I put my hand on his shoulder and started picking up all my stuff.

"It's ok Hyung, you should call Tara and let her calm you down." He said coolly. All of the members would tell me to contact her, like she was my remedy but I can't make her pause her life for me.

"Tara is busy, it's fashion week, she is probably getting ready for the runway now." I closed our room door and started gathering things for the shower.

"Do you know if they air it over here?" he asked surfing through the channels on our tv.

"They do but it's 4 in the morning when it starts and I stayed up to watch them the last two years and regretted it." I said heading to the bathroom.