BTS Imagines

Park Jimin

Same old shit but a different day.

That's what most people would describe it. Each day you get up, you eat, you work and go to bed again just to start it all over.

But those words didn't work for me at all. I wasn't a special person at all, I was probably the most average person you could imagine, the only difference was my job.

I've always been interested in make-up, so I made my hobby to my job. And it worked out pretty well I'd say. Since a year I was working at BigHit Entertainment now. To be more specific, I was the make-up artist of Park Jimin, member of the Idol group BTS.

Due to our jobs, we spent a lot of time together and got pretty close over the months. He often asked me for advice no matter what it was, because he wanted to have a different opinion than the members' ones. At least, that's what he always said.

Although my job got pretty exhausting sometimes, he always managed to make smile, as well as the other members when they were joking around, acting like every normal adolescent. I loved those moments because they were able to show their true character eventually.

I was very thankful that I got to work with them and I enjoyed touring around the world, seeing lots of different places and not living the normal cliche life.

"Y/N, the guys need to be ready in 15 minutes alright? They should be on their way", a coworker informed me and I nodded. Today was their last concert in America before they continued their tour in Europe.

I waited for some minutes until Jimin finally showed up.
"Have you got any idea how hard you make my job? We only got nine minutes left", I said, taking the make-up.

"I'm sorry, I was-", he started but I interrupted him.
"Close your mouth", I said and started to apply the make-up on his face. He did as I told him and I was finally able to do my work properly.

"Now, look at me", I said after I was done with the foundation, now needing to finish his eyes. He looked me straight in the eyes and I continued my work. Just a few minutes later I was done and he looked absolutely stunning, as always.

"Alright pretty boy, don't be nervous alright, the people love you, and you'll do great, just like every concert", I said, trying to comfort him, because he was looking way too nervous in my opinion.

"Thank you noona. Are you going to watch the show tonight?", he asked and stood up.
"Sure, as always", I said and nodded.
"Do you want to celebrate after, with the guys and me and some other people? We wanted to go out", Jimin asked.

"I don't know, I'm not really into clubs and stuff like that", I said.
"Come on! It'll be fun. And when you want to go home, I'll go with you and bring you home, promise", he said.

I thought about it for a second and then nodded.
"Alright, go now", I said and gently pushed him out of the room.

He laughed and made his way to the stage. I had to say, the concert on that very night was the best one of their American ones. All the boys did great and you were able to see how much fun they had.

We waited for them backstage and everyone cheered as they went into the room.
"You guys did great tonight", I smiled and looked at Jimin. He looked more than relieved, which made me happy to see.