Miso
every move feels like a hallucination. my mind can't still wrap around the fact that i am going to be a bighit staff
it was only just a dream. probably the last on my dream list since i know that it's going to be impossible.
i feel like my 16-year-old self is having a party right now, dancing to no more dream while a 17-year-old mandy is giving me the bad finger while holding up a banner that says "i fucking told you bitch"
my reflection stares back as i feel myself space out and go back to what my mom told me few days ago
flashback
"i believe that they're on tour right?" mom questions
"yes but this coming concert is their last stop which is in bangkok, it's the end of love yourself tour" i explained since she looks a bit confused
"they will fly to the us- here! ohmygosh for their comeback" i fangirl when i remembered their schedule
"ok stop. shut up for a while miso" her mom scolds as she reads something on her phone "sujeong said that she can't go with them to bangkok anymore"
"so it means" miso's eyes grew big
end of flashback
my luggage is now packed and arranged, half of my clothes are gone in my closet, another bag for my make-up materials ㅡalthough i think that bighit has their own materials, i still need to bring my own just in case, and my carry-on bag that includes my essentials
right before i agreed to do this, my mom wasted no time to message aunt sujeong back, saying that i'm in so the staff immediately arranged my flight right away.
i was curious to why i'm already accpeted, i mean i don't have any certificate of from make-up artistry or something. i know working as a make-up artist is difficult since you must have experience and knowledge about it.
aunt sujeong assured me that the staff are nice, they accepted me as her replacement since they know that i'm her niece and she also showed them my instagram account, take note i swear i felt my body melt in shyness when she told me that but she said that the make-up team gave positive reactions
"wow my baby's growing up so fast"
i was cut from my train of thoughts when a familiar voice spoke
"dad you're baby is already 20 and i think that it's time for me to go out of this house" i chuckle
my dad crosses his hairy arms and walked towards me with a smile "don't be so dramatic darling"
"i'm not being dramatic dad, the places i've been to is school and here" i rolled my eyes
my dad laughs at my reaction
"come here kiddo" he unwraps his arms and cirlced it around my body, pulling me closer to his fat body
"this sounds weird but i'm going to miss you dad" i snuggled my head deeper into his chest, smelling the faint scent of bulgari men
i'm going to miss that
"get yourself a man miz, i'm so sick of that korean guy" i heard my dad say although it's muffled from my hair
"dad seriously? you're korean! and -" "shhhh"
he held his hand up to shut me up
"what i mean is, i'm so sick of seeing his face on posters and tv. bring him here, let's see how good you are with picking guys"
"oh my god dad you did not just say that" i laughed in disbelief and shook my head at him
"i just did and i'm serious!" my dad laughs
"ok just shh! just help me with my bags" his laughing stopped "please" i gave him a smile
my luggage is such a pain in the ass to bring downstairs. my dad was complaining non-stop at how heavy it is. i now know where i inherited my dramaqueen genes from
it took us half an hour to leave the house since my mom's friends and korean neighbors wished me a safe flight. i don't know most of them but i guess it's an asian thing, we all know everyone
the travel to the airport was quite silent. no one dares fo speak a word. not even sohee, the most talkative person in the whole world.
we arrived at the airport but they still haven't said a word
"come on! why are you all suddenly quiet?" i threw my hands up as i exploded
i turned around to see my family with a sad smile
"we're going to miss you eonnie" sohee sniffled "i don't have a playmate anymore, no one's going to do my make-up for ballet" a tear streaked down her little face
i dropped my bag and kneeled down to be levelled with her
"i won't be gone for too long alright? we're going to video call everyday. okay?" i hugged her small body and inhaled her baby cologne scent, sohee nodded her head in my embrace
removing her arms around me, i stood up and gave my parents a sad smile
"this is your first time going to be away from us" my mom's eyes are brimming with tears "you've grown up to be a wise, intelligent, talented and beautiful girl. i'm proud of you"
just hearing those words made my heart clench with happiness
"have a safe trip kid" my dad pats my back as my mom walks in for a hug
"stop being so dramatic, won't be gone forever" i said with a muffled voice since my family is legit clinging on to me
"we're the wang family and it's on our nature"
"come one let go, i still need to check my luggage in" i wiggled my way out of their grasp
"bye family, see you in a month! i love you"
i took all my bags and walked towards the entrance of the infamous lax
"you can do it alone miso"
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Fanfiction𝐦𝐚𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 ma·quil·lage noun makeup; cosmetics. min miso, a quite known person because of her aesthetically pleasing visuals, make-up looks and her love for bts. her aunt works as bts' make-up artist but she had to replace her temporarily...
