That One Contract || p.jm

ZeRo

"I love my eyes when you look into them, I love my name when you say it, I love my heart when you touch it, I love my life when you're in it."

"Park Jimin!"

"Saranghaeyo, Oppa!"

"Marry me, Jimin Oppa!"

Ugh... this girls... They think they can take away my oppa....

"Move!" I exclaimed as I made way for the boys to exit the van, moving the girls who desperate for Bangtan that is clearly on their way.

"Kim Namjoon! Kim Seokjin! Min Yoongi! Jung Hoseok! Park Jimin! Kim Taehyung! Jeon Jungkook! BTS!" And there goes the fan chant.

Hi, my name is Song Suyeon, I am 22 and I am the worldwide famous BTS' make-up artist and I'm pretty close to them than the other make-up artists. I'm always early to come than the others, and I'll come home once the boys are good. I'm always part of their summer packages to whatever countries they'll go and I'm always there to every single concert. I will admit, I am one of the A.R.M.Y.s, and I always support them no matter what. And there is only one person I am obssessed... literally. His name is-

"PARK JIMIN! SARANGHAEYO!" A random girl came dashing to Jimin, he is wearing sunglasses and a black turtleneck, long-sleeved shirt, and a black cap.

I held the girl on her shoulders and gently moved her away from Jimin, "Now, let's not get in their way, araso?" I stated as I moved her away.

She frowned as she slowly nodded, "Araso, joesonghabnida..." the girl cooed. I smiled at her before I caught up with the others.

"What did the girl say?" Jisu, my best friend, asked me as I caught up with her.

"She just simply said sorry," I replied, "I mean, I would do the same if I was too obssessed with him."

"Mhm, like... too obssessed like now?" She laughed, I stroke a glare at her. "Admit it."

You crossed your arms, "Yes... Yes like now." I muttered. Which made the both of us giggle.

Me and Jisu went in our hotel rooms, make-up artists share the same room while the maknae line share one room and the hyung line share a room. Our room is just in front of the maknaes and beside our room is the hyungs'. Our room has 3 beds, and we are total of 6 make-up artists. So, me and Jisu share a bed.

"Hey, Suyeon." Jisu called out while our eyes are attached to the screen of our electronics.

"Yeah?" I asked, still looking at the news feed.

Jisu then crossed her legs as she sat up on the bed and made me look at her phone, "Did Jimin and Seulgi broke up?"

"Why did you call me, Jimin?" I asked as I sat on the chair across from Jimin who is holding a brown envelope.

"Suyeon, I need you to do me a favor..." Jimin started, the envelope now beneathe his arms.

"Not surprised, I've water the bouquet of flowers for you, cleaned the stage when you guys were done rehearsing your concert, called Seulgi to come over for you, also did your make-up all the time, cooked ramen for you to eat because you're getting skinny and exhausted, bought you 10 water bottles." I stated all, "And there's more to that." I added.

"That's why I want you to do this because you've been there for me and the others." He said, he then let out a deep sigh before handing me the brown envelope.

Oh my goodness, IS HE FIRING ME?! I couldn't think anything positive when I began to slide out a piece of paper in the envelope.

"Are you firing me?!" I cried.

"No, pabo! Why would I fire you? Just read the paper first!"

I began reading the piece of paper, and it truly shocked me. AM I DREAMING?! PLEASE DON'T WAKE ME UP IF I AM!

"You're...." I stammered,

"YOU'RE ASKING ME TO BE YOUR GIRLFRIEND?!"

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The following given events are the product of the author's imagination. Such as unarranged events of photoshoots, concerts, etc. Some will be scrambled, some will have additional fictional event.

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