Kpop Imagines

Yoongi Imagine

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Requested: BillieLance

Theme: idk?

Warnings: None

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Since I didn't get a whole lot of information on this request I've added some details and ideas to make it longer and more interesting. Hope thats okay xx

Billie's POV.

There he was. Sitting at the same spot. Same time. Doing the same thing. Yoongi scribbled down lyrics and ideas on his black and white notebook as he sat outside the studio. He was waiting for BTS' manager to come and unlock the doors so Suga could start work.

I worked with Bighit as well. But not as a trainee, as a staff member. I was BTS' stylist and have been working there for only a couple of months. But no one knew anything about me. All they know is that my name is Billie, I'm 5'3 in height and have curly blonde hair.

I am a mute.

I have been for years. People just never seemed to understand me. They  just take one look at me and decide for themselves who I am. I had a passion for fashion and was to blessed to be able to work with Bighit.

Suga sat at the bench, just like every morning. He seemed so focused when he was working. Like he was in his own little world. I couldn't help but fall in love with him. Yes, I work with him but we have never had a conversation.

Considering I don't even talk.

It was just something about him. The way he was so dedicated and determined to get the job done, and how considerate he can be to people.

I saw the manager walk over and unlock the studio and company doors. Bts was doing a live show today and I was in charge of what they were going to wear. Since I am the main stylist, I spent hours last week designing their outfits.

Now all I have to do is dress one of the members, the other stylists will dress the other members. I walk across the road and lost sight of Yoongi who had already walked inside.

I walked into the refreshing air conditioned building and people were already walking in. It was 6 in the morning and BTS had to start their hair, make up and clothing.

"Billie you will be styling Suga today since you are both here first. You can start now."

I nod at the manager and look at Yoongi. He smiles at me and my heart fluttered. I signal for him to follow me into the dressing room.

I grab his clothes and give them to him. His hand brushs mine and I try to hide my blush. He disappears as he gets dressed behind the curtain. I wait patiently for him to come out so I can fix it and make a few touch ups along with adding accessories.

Suga steps out and he looked amazing, I knew that outfit would look great on me. I stared longer than I should and quickly tore my gaze away.

As I do my job he decided to start a conversation.

"Billie, why don't you ever talk?"

All I do is shrug in response. He pauses.

Yoongi's POV.

I stared at her. I knew she had a crush on me. It was obvious. I wish she would talk though. I don't like her back, she is only our stylist. I decided not to tell her that I knew she liked me. She didn't need to know that I didn't feel the same. We just work together and that's it.

*One year later*

I sat at the bench waiting for the manager like I always did. Just like I have for years. I know Billie was across the road, like always. I look up and we make eye contact.

She was beautiful. She always looked great no matter what she wore. I shake my head and focus on my work. No stop Yoongi. Workers. Thats it.

*Another year later*

I walked across the road towards where Billie sat in the morning. Over the years I started to notice her more. The way she would shyly smile at people, even how she didn't talk made her seem interesting.

Her eyes stayed on me, she looked confused. For years we've stayed on our side of the road and then go to work. And now I'm coming over?

I had fallen in love with her. There was no denying that. I sat next to her and she gave me one of her shy smiles.

"Hey Billie,"

She nodded. I need to get her to say something to me.

"So...I just received a text. Our schedule has been cancelled so there is no work today. Do you want to go and get a coffee?"

She quickly looked at her phone and saw the message that was sent out. She sighed and nodded.

"Billie, we have been working together for years now and I've ranted to you about things and you just listen. I want to know more about you. Who is Billie?" I finished up looking at her, hoping she would say something.

Nothing.

I stop her and grab her hands, she started to blush.

"Billie, I love you," I feel her tense up and her eyes widen. She starts to pull away. She thinks I'm pranking or lying to her.

I grab her face gently and without thinking, I kiss her. Her lips were soft and fitted perfectly with mine. I just want her to open up to me. I pulled back, breathing heavily. She looked at me and smiled.

"I love you to,"

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There you go I hoped you liked it xx