Just One | BTS Min Yoongi & Jung Hoseok - ON HOLD

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At 5:45 a staff member came into the room. "Y/N-ah?"

"Yes?"

She inspected you. "You couldn't wear something more feminine?"

You saved and closed the project and shut your laptop. "Sorry."

"Do you want different clothes? I'm sure we could find some."

You hid the anger on your face by bending to put your laptop in your bag. "I'm quite comfortable in these clothes."

"Would you like me to put some makeup on you?"

You frowned at her. "Is there something wrong with my face?"

"I was just offering to do your makeup."

You sighed as another staff member showed up, the one who'd driven you here from the bus station. "Do you really think makeup is necessary?" you asked as they both stood in front of you.

"It wouldn't hurt to seem like you put some effort into your look," the makeup staff said. She turned to the driver. "She won't change her clothes."

"That's fine. Even if they are a bit too casual, they suit her well." She directed a look at you. "Just a little bit of makeup, Y/N. Subtle is your style, I'm guessing?"

"If I have a style." You realized that you were being quite rude. "Thank you for trying to help me," you said, bowing your head.

Someone cleared his throat from the doorway. You looked over to see a welcome face. "Yoongi!"

The two women looked at you. "Smile like that tonight," the driver said, moving out of the room.

"Here, come sit in this chair where there's better light. Hurry!" The other woman grabbed your hand.

You looked helplessly at Yoongi as you were pulled over to a new chair and the makeup staff pulled a cream out of her bag.

"Help," you mouthed to him. He grinned and walked away. "Min Yoongi!"

"Hold your face still and stop yelling," the makeup person said. You obeyed, closing your eyes.

When the makeup was done, you looked in the small mirror offered to you. Oh heavens, the subtle makeup made you look cute.

"Thanks," you said, frowning at your reflection. "It looks nice."

She laughed at you. "You don't seem to think so."

"No, it's... cute." You didn't try as hard as you should have to hide the disdain in your voice.

She sighed and zipped up the makeup bag. "Have a nice time tonight. Be nice to our J-Hope."

You nodded. "I'll do my best." Watching as she left, you stood up and grabbed your phone. It was 6:03.

Trying to convince yourself that you weren't nervous, you texted Yoongi.

Thanks for abandoning me.

Can I ask you some questions?

Sure.

I mean could you come here.

Just say what you mean