Bts Without Makeup Novels & Stories

He brushed his lips over mine. I turned in his arms, reaching over for my dress. I slipped it over my head, pulling it down and smoothing it out. I grabbed my brush and I started to brush all the knots out of my head. Since I didn't have any makeup, I left my face plain. "I love you without makeup." Ted grinned. "You always say that." I blushed, trying to hide my face. "No hiding." He lifted my chin. "I never want to miss that face again."

"You're getting all dressed up. Who are you going to see?" She wasn't wearing her mask. That meant she planned to meet someone as herself. Her makeup wasn't heavy. It was the popular "no-makeup makeup" look. A little shimmer near her lower lash line gave her a delicate, innocent look. Derek remembered she didn't like this kind of look; it was too calculating. Tabitha finished the last bit and put down the blush brush. She picked up lipstick. She smiled slightly. "Take a guess." Derek felt a pang of hurt. "It has to be a man, right?"

They smiled and thanked her as they cheered each other on. “Let us hype up the mood! Today is the day of the birth of our new girl group, we should be excited for it!” Aiken continued to hype up the audience by directing the attention to Maia. “Ms. Maia, it looks like you don’t have any makeup on today, right? Dear trainees, am I right?” Most of the contestants were surprised as they shouted, “Yes! Ms. Maia has such amazing skin!” Maia smiled cheekily and said, “That’s because I clean my face regularly.”

I let out a laugh when she scrunches up her face, “You’re not wearing that are you?” “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?” I look down at my clothes. I’m wearing basic skinny jeans and a plain form-fitting shirt. Nothing that would cause me to stand out in a crowd. I look at Britany. She’s wearing a short, black, sleeveless dress and tights. Her chocolate brown hair is in loose waves, and she gave herself a smokey eye. Britany, though very geeky, is fantastic at hair and make-up. She does well at showing off her hazel eyes. You can always see the green and brown specks in them.

Unaccustomed to anything but compliments, he licked his pink lips in pride, checking his captivating, eye-lined eyes in the mirror. The notorious ladies' man was no eyesore; his makeup artists guarded him as he collected a glass of Campari. Knowing his character, Prince Nikolas, would soon be gone, he pulled out his phone, going live on The Gram as his makeup was cleaned off. The heartthrob smiled at his reflection—dark, clear eyes, well-defined features, and a jaw curved just enough to soften them. He gave his artist a signature smile, her fanning cheeks confirming his charm. It worked every time.

she said, her hands trembling as she looked at the empty makeup trays. I swallowed hard, not wanting to let the pressure get to me. "No need to worry. I can go on stage without makeup," I said, trying to sound more confident than I felt. I wasn’t nervous—I refused to be. But the situation was definitely not ideal. The makeup artist looked at me like I had just suggested I would walk on stage without clothes. "That’s not a good idea! The lighting on stage is harsh, and without makeup, all the flaws on your skin will be magnified," she said, almost pleading with me to reconsider.

He held me close and breathed in my scent, “Okay, love. Be out in a few.” After I got dressed and put on my shoes, I sat at the dressing table and blow dried my hair. I decided to put just the sides and top into a ponytail, just to keep it out of my face. I skipped makeup completely, knowing I would only cry it off and I did not need mascara running down my face. When Sebastian walked out of the bathroom, he smiled, “I love that look.” I furrowed my brow, “What look?” He smiled, “No makeup. You are beautiful without it.” I laughed, “Thank you. You are too sweet. I know I’m just going to cry it off, so why bother. Ya know?” He nodded in agreement, “I understand. I just like the look. But, the

When she saw the male guests outside were peeking at Jessica from time to time, she quietly bit her lips. Jessica's glowing skin without makeup was something that Flora had long lost. Flora didn't dare to be on the camera without makeup at all. It just so happened that Jessica was also on the show now, and she was letting the camera film her without makeup every day. She didn’t have to think about it to know that when the show aired, netizens would bring up her plastic surgery again... Everyone first introduced themselves and chatted, and then the team leader proposed to play a game of two-person basketball.

He was busy in wearing his shirt. "Ohh please, I don't need makeup to look beautiful" she almost immediately defended herself. "Don't give crap about how u look naturally beautiful and all ...... Because u don't" he buttoned his blazer. "Off course ...... I do look good naturally at least I can roam with bare face without any make up and still people won't faint" she indulged herself in useless fight. "Not everyone does make up to look good because they are ugly but people do it to enhance the beauty" he stated the fact.

Travis hardly recognized Delilah when he saw her. Without makeup. Delilah looked very pale and haggard. The dark circles under her eyes were clear. She looked completely different from Mrs. Morris, who used to be elegant and well-dressed at the office. However, Travis was understanding. He knew women looked very different with and without makeup. Only a handful of individuals resembled Hailey, who typically wore a minimal amount of makeup. Even then, she looked almost the same without makeup. After Delilah’s greeting, Travis entered quietly. At that moment, Hailey, who was standing behind him with a bouquet in hand, appeared in front of Delilah.