Anime Oneshots (+Mystic Messenger +Voltron)

Zen x Reader (Mystic Messenger)

Right of the bat, starting out with my least favourite MM character. I had an idea so I'm just rolling with it. The song fits...

There's a film premiere tonight. I stand waiting in the dressing room, makeup scattered across the table in front of me, and impatiently tapping my feet. I get that movie stars assume they're all that but, really? He's just making my job harder, being fashionably late is something I do not appreciate. As far as I remember, this 'Zen' guy is climbing the ranks of celebrities and has tons of fangirls. I am not looking forward to this hair and makeup session. He sounds rather shallow and pompous from what I've heard about this new hotshot actor.

As I hear the door creak open, I nervously perk up and turn around, only to come face to face with a fundamentally attractive male about my age with long, white hair and kind, pale red eyes. However, as I learnt very early on in my career, you cannot judge a book by it's cover. Just as I think this, he sheepishly grins and says in a smooth voice "Sorry I'm late. Didn't mean to make you wait. I just got nearly trampled by a group of my fans. Downside of being this famous, I guess..."

Well, if anything, I can say he's at least self-aware and apologetic. I decide to just give a brief smile and gesture to the chair, wanting this to be over as quickly as possible. His hair and makeup should take about an hour... Not too long, anyway. I am going to do this without any hitches so talking really isn't an option.

I grab a few different foundations, swatching each of them on his cheek before settling on mixing two. An awkward silence hangs in the air as I blend in the thin layer of makeup across his face, adding concealer in appropriate places.

After a while, he decides to talk. "Are you mad at me for being late? You seem kinda annoyed. Sorry if I did keep you waiting for too long..." I look at his eyes and he seems to be concerned and sort of sad. I chuckle at his expression. "Nah, it's not that, I just need to get home. It's been a long day and I cannot wait to jump into bed and sleep. Anyway, your name is Zen, right?" It was his turn to laugh a little. He seems rather down to earth, unlike most celebrities I've worked on.

"Yeah, I'm Zen, how about you?" He questions politely. I look at him and smile. He's rather genuine and kind. "I'm (Y/N). To be honest, I've worked on loads of sets and premieres and yet not once have I met someone as grounded as you. It's a nice change, I guess."

"Thanks, you're not so bad yourself," he teases and then continues "I do hope that you work on my hair and makeup more often. I swear, I've never looked better and you're only half done." He grins and I blush a little, grateful for his kind words.

***Time Skip***

After a little while of talking about family, friends and films, I have learnt quite a bit about him and I thoroughly enjoy his company. He used to be in a motorcycle gang, which sounds absurd, and his real name is Hyun.

I complete the finishing touches and step back to admire my work. I giggle a little and he gives me a grin. We say our goodbyes and he leaves to go to the wardrobe department. I sigh and sit down on the chair and gaze over the mess I have to clean up until my eyes halt at the sight of a small note. It had a phone number and at the bottom had Hyun's name along with 'Call me baby' written in massive letters and a couple of kisses. I couldn't help but chuckle at the dork's 'smooth moves'...

I don't know whether this was mildly enjoyable or not but the thought just hit me. It's rather short for a oneshot but I couldn't think of anything to lengthen out the chapter...