Encoded in our DNA (A BTS Reverse Harem x OC story)

Chapter 113

Despite how horrendous that night was, the two stylists had been one of the lighter moments for me. The fact that the makeup artist doesn't believe in going overboard with a completely different style sets me at immediate ease seeing her here once again.

"Once again I think I am going to loosely base your makeup off of your own personal choices. Although we are going to keep it lighter than we did for the club event. I am thinking of a softer, more natural look." She pulls up an image to show me what she has in mind, and I am in immediate agreement with the inspiration that she has decided to use. The eyelashes are really the only thing dramatic compared to the rest of the makeup, but to me that makes sense. The idea to obviously keep it simple but glammed up a bit.

I'm unsurprised by the amount of time it takes for the makeup artist to work on my face. I'm sure it takes just as much skill to make me look subtle yet flawless as it does to look glammed up and fabulous. However, in the grand scheme of things, I know it's my hair that is going to be the bigger problem.

"I'm going to leave the lip color here with you." The makeup stylist announces. "That way if for some reason you have to touch it up during the day at some point you have it available to do so."

I frown. "But, when will I be able to return it to you?"

She grabs my wrist in one hand and lifts it so my palm is facing up before placing the tube of lip gloss in my hand. Then she takes her other hand and uses it to close my fingers around it. "Consider it a gift."

That's when she finally turns me around in my seat so I can look at myself in the mirror. Apart from the cosmetics scattered out on the counter, and the example image I didn't have an exact point of reference of what the end result might end up looking like. Aside from the mascara it almost doesn't look like I have makeup on at all, only that I seem to be emitting a natural glow due to the golden pink and brownish hues that the artist used. Even the light eyeliner she applied, that I normally wouldn't wear, is almost invisible to the naked eye. I don't know that I have ever seen my eye color pop this much. The blue and greens of my irises are somehow exceptionally stark and bright due to the magic the stylist created.

The hair stylist then sets to work herself, first turning me back around on the seat so I am once again facing away from the mirror. She won't let me see the photo she has as inspiration, and I am a bit annoyed by that fact. However, I find myself not only trusting her instincts completely, but also relieved by the fact that she already has an idea of what to do with my hair. It somehow gives me a sense of peace since it wasn't something else that I had to worry about myself. I relax into the sensation against my scalp as she starts tackling my hair. Truthfully, it seems that once she gets my hair dried the locks seem to want to magically behave for her. She didn't bother straightening it, and I can only assume that is because she plans on using my natural curls to their advantage for the hairdo she is pulling inspiration from. I also find it exceptionally shocking that it takes her only just over twenty minutes before she announces that she is done.

Once she lets me look at myself in the mirror I can't help but be exceptionally surprised by my reflection. My hair is more tame than I think I have ever been able to accomplish myself aside from putting it in a simple braid. Curly tendrils frame my face on either side, at the crown of my head a braid curves around the entire circumference, and at the back of my head the rest of my hair is pulled in a high ponytail with my tight natural curls dripping down my back. I'm thankful I chose not to wear a veil, because I think it would honestly have covered too much of this masterpiece that the hair stylist replicated. Hell, in my opinion, it looks better than the photo that she left propped up by the mirror of my vanity.

The stylists say their goodbyes to me, and the next moment my new sisters and Skai are swarming in the room. "Oh wow, doll, you look absolutely stunning."