BTS Imagines

Taehyung

It was a warm Saturday afternoon, there were no busy schedules today, so it was a free day for the men of Bangtan.

Each member wanted to do something different today, so with no guilt they all went their separate ways to spend their day off.

And it wasn't only just them who had a day off, some of the staff members had the day off also, as being the groups personal artists.

I had worked on Jimin and Jungkook's makeup earlier as they were going to take pictures at the river.

And now I had nothing else to do so.

I was officially off work.

It was quiet in the room I was currently in, everyone had already left for the day, and it was absolutely beautiful out too.

I had plans on going to a restaurant and eating some korean bbq by myself, since my friends were all busy with other things.

I thought I might as well treat myself and maybe send them pictures, just so they knew what they were missing.

I might even get a few drinks.

I began putting away all my brushes in a roll up bag when I heard a door open and close.

I looked up and smiled at the beautiful bare face of Kim Taehyung.

"Noona! Can you do my makeup before I go out today?!" He ran to me and stopped before he collided with my body, so energetic, a boxy smile on his face as he stared down at me.

"Sure. Do you wanna stand or sit?"

"I'll stand. I've been sitting all morning listening to Namjoon-hyung rap."

"Cypher?"

"Yeah" He chuckled as he rubbed the back of his neck.

I laughed as I absolutely knew how Taehyung got when he was listening to cypher.

I brought out my big bag of makeup brushes I just put away, I normally would have been annoyed at this request on my day off but I would honestly do anything for these boys.

Taehyung watched me intently as I moved about, setting down foundation that matched his skin tone, eyeshadow, eyeliners, highlighters, contours, brow fillers, and all kinds of brushes. He couldn't look away, he was mesmerized by how I did things.

I bit my lip as I began to prep his face for makeup, laying down some moisturizer and primer before getting to work on applying some foundation on his skin.

Taehyung spread his legs apart to get lower for me, I guess he thought I looked uncomfortable reaching up to his face and he didn't like seeing that.

"Ah, thank you, Taehyungie." I smiled widely, the man was always so thoughtful.

I turned to the table to grab the highlight pallete, completely missing Taehyung lick his lips as he eyed me up and down.

I turned back to him and began to highlight his cheekbones softly and underneath his eyes.

Suddenly, I felt nervous being so close to him.

This man had a beauty to him that was so surreal, even without makeup he could take anyone's breath away, and that's exactly what was happening to me right now.

I could feel my heart began to race as I blended in his highlight and began to contour his cheeks slightly, also contouring his jaw line.

I could feel his heated gaze on my face and I almost didn't want to look into his eyes but with slight hesitation, I turned my gaze up and looked into his brown eyes and suddenly my breath caught in my throat.

He stared down at me with a piercing gaze, it made me feel hot and sent chills through my body but my abrupt nervousness at looking at him directly bubbled over that scorching feeling and I instantly turned around, whispering to the vocalist how I needed to get a different brush to contour his nose.

I turned around and as my fingers reached to grip a brush, there was a sudden warm body behind me, moving closer to me before I could feel a chest against my back.

Long arms reached in front of me and landed on the edge of the table I had my things on and I could feel his warm breath against the back of my head.

Taehyung leaned forward and I could now feel his warm breath against my ear.

Butterfly's fluttered in my gut at the thought of how close this man was to me.

"Noona.." Came his deep voice, lower than usual as he whispered his words. "I like you."

I couldn't believe it.

Slowly, I turned around in his arms and looked at his beautiful face.

He was level with me right now, his arms never moving from their position gripping the tables edge. He held such confidence on his face, the exact opposite of what I was feeling at the moment.

I was nervous at the admission from Taehyung, I couldn't get any words out as I continued to stare at him and he didn't seem bothered by the wait.

"I.." I stuttered, still staring at him.

His attention was fully on me and I felt like I was going to crumble under it.

He was out worldly beautiful, and now I was wondering how I was able to put makeup on him before without getting this flustered. "Taehyung-ssi.."

I jerked suddenly at the feeling of a warm hand grabbing my fingers. I looked down and saw his long fingers encircle my own and bring them up to his chest.

"I really like you, noona."

That deep voice again.

"Taehyung.." I wasn't sure why I couldn't answer him, maybe it was the fact that I've been doing Bangtans makeup for years and never thought something like this would ever happen. Or maybe it was the fact that it was Taehyung, who was so close to me...that was confessing to me.

We've had our moments before, moments were it felt like we were a couple. The times off camera were he would bring me snacks and we would feed them to each other.

When he would talk to me backstage and ask how I was feeling and if I needed a shoulder rub, which always ended up with me rubbing his shoulders, but I was happy to.

When I would get sick and miss a concert and he would bring me vitamins the next time I was back at work.

I liked him.

And there were plenty of times in my career where I had fallen for him and his childlike personality.

But Taehyung was still a man and that side, the side where he had the confidence to do something like this, be able to confess, I had fallen for that too.

"Do you like me too?" He asked curiously.

"Taehyung...I do like you." My words came out barely above a whisper. I was afraid that if I spoke any louder, this dream might end. But he smiled and brought both of our hands up to his face and kissed my knuckles.

"Then go out with me?"

All I did was nod and grin as his boxy smile came forth again.

That was another thing I liked... his smile.

It lit up my world.

"Then let's go!" He began to pull me to the door, the heart stuttering moment broken, but I pulled him back and raised an eyebrow at his curious look.

"I have to finish your makeup. You look like a clown."

"Oh. Alright, noona."

I grabbed the brush I was going to get earlier with a giggle and began to contour his nose.

"Y/n?"

"Yes?" I stopped my brushing and looked him in the eyes again. He leaned forward and bumped his forehead against mine softly.

"Let's take good care of each other."

"Of course. Always."