One more dance (BTS x reader)

First impressions & Familiar faces

Irene has spent the last hour dabbing my face with all sorts of brushes and sponges, and my butt was numb beyond belief. I couldn't even look in the mirror because she covered it. 

"Are you done yet?" my complaints fell on deaf ears, and I sighed as she swiped a fluffy black brush over my cheeks. 

"Eyes closed," she grumbled and I did, receiving a couple of sprits to the face and I scrunched my nose. 

"NO! You'll crease!" she shrieked and I quickly relaxed my face and she let out a sigh.

"Alright. Time for your hair, although it shouldn't take nearly as long."

A quick glance at my alarm clock made me grimace, "How is it already three?"

She shrugged and put away all of her make up, and replacing it with hair products, "Time flies."

She plugged in her curler and looked at me, "Hey, you still have that sticky strapless bra?"

I tilted my head, "Ah, you mean the one I had to use because your costume design had a whole slit right down the front of my body?"

She winked, "That's the one! Go put it on, and take off your clothes and put a robe on!"

I raised an eyebrow, "Underwear?"

She looked at me unimpressed, "Anything lace."

I rolled my eyes and did what she said, coming back a few moments later in my fluffy purple bathrobe.

She parted small sections of my hair and began curling them, I grabbed my phone and started looking through my music. I settled on a song that I knew would bring a smile to her face. 

Once she heard the first couple of words, she did smile and started humming too. 

I hummed with her, being patient as she went through the several layers of my new hair. 

~I want you to be your light baby, you should be your light~

Her voice was soft and melodic, and mine was a nice harmony with hers in the next verse. 

~Promise now to me, oh-oh even if you feel like you're alone oh-oh~

~Several times of the day oh-oh, don't throw yourself away oh-oh~

I had a stupid smile on my face and she held down her hand, her pinkie out.

~Let's stop here for a moment, intertwine our pinkies~

I lifted mine and wrapped it around hers, while we sang the song together.

~ Now promise me oh-oh~

She wiggled our hands around before going back to curling, and that's how we spent our time, besides the smart remarks every now and then. She finally put the curler down and picked up a bunch of clear elastics, spraying my hair with a thin coat of hair spray, and running her fingers through my curls. 

"Alrighty~ Fun part."

She lifted a little bit of the front part of my hair up and proceded to lightly dutch braid it; securing it with an elastic. She pulled bits of the tail of the braid out before doing what felt like her wrapping it in a bun. She secured that and then went to town with putting nearly a whole pack of bobby pins into it, then sprayed it with hairspray. I coughed slightly and waved the chemical cloud away from my face.