makeup artist | jongin ✔

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She was standing in front of him. The odd tension filled air as he breathed it in.

“Make it quick.” She said it a bit too stern for his likings.

“I–uh...” He looked at her straight face that gave off no emotions. He cleared his throat, trying his best to get the words out. “We need to talk about it.”

She didn’t reply. The poker face she had on wasn’t easy for her to get it right.

“I’m– I’m sorry to have done that and I didn’t mean to kiss–”

“You know what? You have to go now.” She cut him off short. Even though the loud noises people made as they passed by did not help them out in any way at all.

“Wait, let me explain–” He felt weaker by the second. The fact that she was ignoring him was killing him inside. The least she could do was listen, but she was not making it any easier for him.

“They’re looking for you, Jongin. Go back.” She noticed the activities in the building through the glass. The crews were running around like headless chickens.

“Please!” He reached out to her, but she was already turning her heels and walking off. She was practically telling him just to leave. “Wait! Don’t go! Not yet!”

It was a weird feeling of hurt she felt in that moment. He didn’t mean to do it? Then why did he do it? She shook her head as she walked on – ignoring his pleas.

“No! Hey! Come back! Let me finish!” He couldn’t move his feet somehow and all he could do was standing still with his hands shaking. They felt weak. He was too shock to react any quicker. “Yah! Don’t go!”

It took him a good second to realize what he had to do, following her, but he was stopped by his friend. “Break’s over. Let’s go.”

“Wait– But–” He remembered being dragged back into the building as his breathless words he spoke out.

His heart slowly withered as she disappeared into the crowd.

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“Geurae Wolf, naega Wolf, Awoo~ Saranghaeyo! Nan neukdego, neon minyeo!” Within each step he took was firm and sharp. He feels his legs are giving out, but slowly regaining strength again. He stays in his pose for a while as the others drop themselves down onto the cold glass platform.

“Good job! Okay, let’s take a break, eh?” The stage director tells the exhausted boys kindly as the crews come up to the stage and hand them each a bottle of water.

“Um, sunbae, right here is a bit slippery.” Kai was already downing the cool water as Suho points at the certain area of the glass surface.

“Really? I’ll have someone check on that later till then you boys catch a breath.”

Kai sits down at the edge of the stage with his legs hanging off freely as he kicks the air playfully. The cap he had on is in his hand as he fans it at his chest. Boy did he break a sweat.

And while he was taking another gulp of the water, he hears a click from below. He then looks down and sees the camera man gives him a soft smile. He wonders sometimes how photographers hold on to the camera all of the time. It looks like your wrists can get strained pretty badly.

Bringing his cap to his head, he flashes a smile at the round digital lens. Another click is heard and the man mutters a thanks as he walks off to takes more pictures of the boys.