Helping the boys get ready for a show was a whole adventure. Dear lord I swear to god if I have to do anyone's eyeliner ever again I might break down crying. Being Palaye Royale's stylist was a job.
"Hey y/n! Can you come help me?!" I hear Emerson call from the bathroom of the dressing room.
"Yes hang on!" I finish fixing Dan up and walk into the bathroom to see Emerson trying to tie his scarf right. I silently grab it from him and wrap it around his neck tying it lightly. I look at his face and catch him grinning.
"What?" I ask with a slight giggle as I finish tying it.
"I love you." He says suddenly. I swear my heart is on fire. His gaze piercing me as if to see my soul. I watch as he stands there waiting for my response. Instead of speaking I grab the ends of his scarf and crash my lips to his. He grins and hugs me when we pull away. We then hear claps an shouts coming from the main room.
We then here a quiet, "I got that on film".
Maybe this job isn't so bad after all.
Short but cute! Thanks for reading!💚
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Palaye Royale Imagines/Preferences
FanfictionWelcome to my Palaye Royale Imagines and Preferences book! Trying to keep it as gender neutral as possible! Feel free to request!
