Fallen Star || A Kim Taehyung Actor/CEO AU Fanfic

Chapter 20 - Just Like In The Movies

Everything in Mirage Headquarters fascinated Vera.

The people that worked there each had their own persona, contrasting to those around them but complimenting one another nonetheless. The smell of powder and perfume wafted through the air, new smells being added each time that a new worker rushed past and left their trace in the many corridors. Wherever she looked, Vera could see people buzzing around with clothes or fabric swatches or makeup boxes, each of them shouting out words or names or instructions which sounded like gibberish to the young female.

After walking through most of the building, Miss Ella finally led Vera into a room and sat her down in front of one of the many mirrors found in it. The room fascinated Vera too. The mirrors, the fairy lights, the designs pinned up to the noticeboard on the far wall – everything was new and weird and interesting.

Having examined everything in the room, Vera turned her attention to Miss Ella who was strutting around the room in search for something. "Where's Tae gone?" She asked.

"Tae?" Miss Ella echoed, pausing her search and turning to look at the young girl. She raised an eyebrow. "You must be rather close with Mr Kim."

Vera smiled. "Of course. I'm his star."

A look of surprise appeared on Miss Ella's face. Then, her lips curled into a smile. "Is that so?" She asked, going back to her search. "If that's the case then you are very lucky."

"Yes," Vera's smile widened, a fond expression on her face. "I am."

Miss Ella finally found what she was looking for – a large black box of makeup, a satchel of brushes and a hair curler. Satisfied, Miss Ella brought the items over to where Vera sat and laid them out on the table in front of her.

"What are these for?" Vera asked, scanning the items in front of her. They were foreign to her and she furrowed her brows slightly, beginning to feel a little uneasy about the situation. Taehyung had slipped away earlier and she didn't really try to stop him, but now she wished that she had. She would have felt better with him there with her. "I don't think—"

"Hush now," Miss Ella cut her off gently but firmly, placing a hand on Vera's shoulder. "Just trust me, okay?"

Vera looked up at the elder woman's reflection in the mirror. Miss Ella smiled at her and patted her shoulder gently, and this gesture was enough to convince Vera to set her worries aside and relax.

It was then that Miss Ella finally got to work. Her smile disappeared as a serious expression replaced it. She analysed all of Vera's features from top to bottom, thinking for a moment before the corners of her lips curled up into a smirk. With a clear idea in mind, Miss Ella opened up the makeup box standing on the table and picked up her brushes, ready to work her magic.

A crowd of employees began to form around the two women, half of them watching in awe while the other half hurried to take photos and videos of the scene. It was rare for Miss Ella to personally attend to a model, especially if they weren't one of the most famous ones. Usually, she would only perfect the overall look of the model after their makeover and before the photoshoot or runway. Seeing as Vera wasn't someone the employees recognised, they found it astonishing to see Miss Ella personally tend to her.

Adding the final touch of colour to the young girl's lips, Miss Ella straightened up and examined her work. A proud smirk played on her lips as she whirled Vera around to face the mirror and asked, "Well? What do you think, dear?"

Vera blinked at her reflection in the mirror for a moment before moving closer to get a better look. Her eyes were wide and her lips slightly parted as she moved her head this way and that, looking at her face from all angles. "It is me ... " She whispered, staring at her reflection as it copied her movements.