𝐘𝐎𝐔 stumble into your bedroom with a tired sigh, body sagging in exhaustion from working all day.
"Hey baby," The sound of your lover's voice reaches your ears as you finally kick off those dammed heels, "tough day?"
You could only let out a dry laugh at his question. "Yeah, you could say that. Was this close to finally beating Mal's ass though."
Already knowing who you were talking about, he chuckles. "That lady from HR? What she do now?"
Rolling your eyes, you walk towards the closet, giving him a quick peck on the lips before continuing on. "The bitch gon have the audacity to make the only unit consisting of Asian and Black people do a racial diversity and inclusion seminar due to the complaints of microaggressions being made."
If it weren't for the frustration laced in your voice, the stiff and rough movements of you changing into comfier clothes made it apparent of your anger.
Knowing its best to just let you burn it out instead of trying to calm you down, he hypes you up. "You lyin! She did that? Mmmm mmm mmm! Trifling as hell for that..."
You turn to face him with wide eyes, hand on your hips. "Right?! As if we weren't the ones who made the fucking complaints in the first place! Ended up having to do overtime to make up for the work we missed all day."
He only shakes his head in disappointment. "I'm not surprised."
"Yeah, would've been high-tailed my ass outta there if the pay wasn't too good to give up." You grumble, sliding into bed to get ready for sleep.
Twisting and turning around to get comfortable, you stop at the heavy feeling of someone gazing at you.
"Why are staring at me like that? I got something on my face?"
He breaks out of his trance and give you a sheepish smile. "I just realized you still had makeup on. You sure you wanna sleep in it?"
A moment of silence pass before you let out a groan. "Damn! Forgot I had some on. Was so tired I skipped my whole night routine."
Throwing the off the blankets with a sigh, a pout appears at thought of being in the bathroom longer than you wanted.
"You know...I-I can help. Especially since you don't wear that much makeup."
You freeze at his proposal, eyes narrowed at the pros and cons.
"And you'll be done much faster~"
At those words, you immediately give in. "Okay I guess"
"Yes!" He jumps up in excitement and scurries after you like a lost puppy. "So what I'm gonna do? Will I put on the face mask? Rub in your face serum? Ooo! Can you do me too—"
"Wooooah! Slow down! We taking one step at a time. So to start, you can help take off my eyelashes."
SEOKJIN
The excitement he had in the beginning quickly faded away into nervousness once he was actually doing it.
"Okay...so...do I just—"
"Yes Jin. For the last time, I promise it doesn't hurt when taking them off. Just use the cotton ball I gave you, put some coconut oil on it, and wipe it on my upper and lower lashes."
'Oil? What if she get some in her eyes? Is she sure about a cotton ball? Won't a q-tip work better?' Despite being confused and having many questions, he carefully follows your instructions.
Ten minutes pass of him slowly dabbing at the glue that's on your real lashes to ensure everything will come off.
Even though you're touched at how careful he's being, your fatigue causes you to become impatient, lips pursed to prevent yourself from cursing him out.
Right as he's done with the first eye, you step back with a bright smile. "Alright! I can take it from here babe."
Jin looks at you in confusion, though internally happy with no longer having to do the next one. "But I didn't get to the second o—"
"Don't worry about it! You did so well I realized how bad I usually do it myself. So Imma start practicing," spewing out the first bullshit that came to mind, you push him out the bathroom door.
Jin could only blink, raised hands still holding the cotton ball and removed eyelash. "O-okay. Let me know if you need help with—"
"Won't be necessary. See you in a little bit!" Before he could get another word out, you shut the door in his face.
"Okay Tae, all you gotta do is put some oil on the cotton ball, rub it on the lashes, and viola~ them bad boys coming off."
Taehyung could only narrow his eyes at the instructions. "Why can't you just take them off? I saw you do it before."
You scratch the side of your with a sheepish grin. "I did do that huh? Okay, let's just pull 'em of—"
"Aight, bet." Just as he finish those words, he reaches up and rip them off.
Mouth gaped open in shock, your mind tries to process what just happened. It wasn't until Taehyung's poking broke you out of it.
"Motherfucker! You almost pulled out my real ones!" You exclaim while rubbing your eyes.
He visibly deflates at the realization at what he'd done. "Sorry, I was too excited."
Seeing how genuine he was, you decide to forgive him.
"You know," as he continues to pout, you discreetly pick up the eyelash glue and another pair of lashes, "I can put some on you if ya want~"
Perking up at the sight of the materials, Taehyung's excitement appears. "Really?! Can you get me some bigger ones while you're at it?"
"Alright, but you have to hold still if you want me to do them right."
He scrambles to the toilet seat and sit down with no hesitation. After minuets of constant scolding to get him to stop squirming, you're finished putting them on.
"All done!" With a clap of your hands, you step back to take in the final result.
'Damn! He pretty as fuck!' You almost couldn't believe how good he looked with them on, a twinge of jealously shooting through your mind at how natural it seemed.
"Soooooo...how do I look?"
Shaking your head to get rid of the jealous thoughts, you look at him with giddy smile of your own, pulling him up to the mirror. "Why don't you come see for yourself?"
A low gasp of awe escapes the vocalist as he studies the long lashes on his face. "This. Is. So. COOL!"
Bouncing on his feet in excitement, he runs out of the bathroom with a big smile.
"Wai-where are you going?!"
"Oh nothing..." He pokes his head back into the bathroom with a mischievous grin. "Just finna go fuck with Yoongi and give him some butterfly kisses."
"See that's why you keep getting your ass beat! You know he hates it when you mess with him."
"Nah, he ain't gonna do shit. Besides, I'm too cute to get hit" With an air kiss and a flutter of his lashes, he runs out of the room once more, "toodles~ be back in an hour."
"Yes Joon?" Back facing him as you collect your cleaning materials, you're unable to see his fidgeting.
"Are you sure you want me to do this?"
You let out a small laugh and turn towards him with a smile. "Of course! Now come here so you can help."
With small timid steps, he's finally in front of you.
"Now," you lift up the bottle of coconut oil and a cotton ball, "all you need to do is put some of this oil on the ball and wipe it like this."
Carefully wiping some of the oil on your upper and lower lashes, you wait a moment and simply pull the lash extension off. "And tada~ As easy as pie. I took the liberty of doing one for demonstration. You think you can do it?"
Seeing how simple the action was, Namjoon gives a dimpled smile. "Sure, of course."
"And to lessen the pressure, I'll have my eyes closed." Following through with your words, you close them. "Ready when you are..."
Namjoon's nerves gets the best of him once more and causes his mind to blank out for a moment before shaking his head.
'Alright Joon, its a simple task. Just dab the eye and take them off. What's so hard about that?'
Shakily picking up a clean cotton ball, he rubs it on your lashes.
'Rub the cotton ball on the eye? Check...Now to just take it off.'
Your brows slightly furrow when he rubs your eye with the soft material. The usual feeling of the oil weighing on your eyes was absent. 'Damn...this feeling kinda dry'
"Hey Joon?"
He subconsciously lets out a hum as he continue to focus on taking your lashes off. 'Just take it off like a bandaid. Aaaaaand...'
"Did you remember to add oil to the cotton ball?"
'NOW!'
"FUCK!"
Namjoon rapidly blinks at the sound of your scream as he breaks out of his trance. "Huh?"
"Joon!" Your pained cries fill the bathroom as you hold your eye in pain. "What the hell did you do?!"
Looking down at his hand, he sees that he succeeded in taking off the lashes. Only to do a double take when seeing a smaller set with small white hair follicles attracted to the bottom. "Oh..."
You roll your eyes at Jungkook's constant pestering. "Kook calm down! Just let me oil the lashes up first."
It was Jungkook's turn to roll his eyes. "You doing too much. If you just don't rip them off!"
"Rip them off?! Do it look like I wanna be bald in the eyes?"
He smacks his lips at your words. "I've seen people do it plenty of times. Just a lil pull and they off."
"Do I look like other people? If everybody else jumping off a bridge, you gonna do it too?"
"But ____!" Jungkook lets out a whine, stepping closer to you with a pout as he eyes the lashes.
Picking up on what he was going to do, you immediately back away with thrown up hands. "Back the fuck up Kook! I know what you trying to do. You rip off my lashes and imma beat yo ass."
He steps back with a sigh. "Fine."
"That's what I thought." You turn back around and grab the cotton ball and coconut oil, ready to start the process.
As you pour the oil on the ball, you fail to notice Jungkook sneaking up beside you.
"Hey ____?"
"What?"
After a moment of silence, you look at him with furrowed brows, mouth pull into a sneer of irritation. "Dude I just said what! Stop playing arou—"
"YEET!"
Quicker than you could react, Jungkook grabs both of your lashes and yank them off.
"WHAT THE FUCK KOOK!?"
He cackles at your angered expression, holding the fake lashes in his hands as if they were a trophy. "Told you they'll come off~"
You swiftly look in the mirror only to silently release a sigh of relief when seeing that your real lashes are still intact.
"You better be lucky I ain't missing nothing! Cause if I was, I'm cutting your shit off too...that and your eyebrows. Gone end up looking like Voldemort in this bitch!"
"Yeah yeah," he brushes off your warning with a flip of the wrist, "let me know when you need some more help 'kay?"
"Tough titty, cause this the last time you ever gonna help me!"
Be aware... an autobiography is never the whole truth
So, Twitter, Instgram and TikTok is a bit of a shitshow at the moment, all because some in the fandom have received the book early. Obviously, it has galvanised some shippers with interesting (but not connected titles) to misrepresented events that don't paint the whole picture.
Things to keep in mind...
The author is an employee of HYBE, he's an editor at Weverse Magazine.
Most authorise biographies would hire an external author not connected to artist in so directly, but HYBE choose someone internal to help control the narrative.
It (probably) took 2 to 3 years to research, compile, write and edit this book. So, focuses heavily of on the original contract phase and crams 3 years into 1 chapter.
The sections I've read, read a little like the editor comments on events in content like In The Soop or Run BTS. The frame the words spoken by the members in such a way to lead to you a specific conclusion. Like in the Date Night in In the Soop.
So, in another 10 years' time expect a second biography equally has manipulated.
I understand why HYBE have done it this way, I don't agree with it. That's why we should always look directly to the members for anything resembling the 100% truth.
You know Shaz the tkkers issues is not a laughing matter. I mean how stupid can one be, at this point it's either they are really stupid or they're acting stupid. Not only did GCF in Tokyo made them have sleepless nights when it was released because it was their worst nightmare they've now decided to come with a different narrative which makes absolutely no sense like I get that they are beyond delulu but I didn't think they would be schizophrenic.
I done wasted my prayers not even god can help them at this point. Watch how miss Jennie will come out preggos( in future) and they will demand a DNA test smh
In other great news Minimoni isn't the only ship being debunked. Vmin, got debunked as well ☺Vmin is under
