Bts Without Makeup Novels & Stories

Mariah launched into a rant about makeup tutorials that explained nothing. “No wonder girls look different without makeup,” one of the guys joked. “That’s, like, a full science experiment.” Noah leaned back, unfazed. “Jess looks great with makeup when she wears it.” Then he looked at me—really looked at me. “But I like her better without it.” Something warm spread through my chest, steady and sure. After practice that afternoon, I stayed longer than usual, watching from the edge of the lot. When Noah finally came out, sweaty and tired, he frowned slightly.

The silk made the gown look even more elegant, but I did not miss how the people around me were dazzled by my sight. “You’ll shock everyone tonight.” The makeup artist praised me. It had been a while since I could be my true self again. From henceforth, I was going to reclaim my real self bit by bit. Zephyr kept messaging me. Ever since I told him we were breaking up last night, he had not stopped. [Dew, don’t you regret it. After we break up, I won’t date you again.] [Have you forgotten how you had asked to reconcile after our last argument? Without me, you can’t even afford to live.]

Brax would be outnumbered. It’s almost time to leave. I decided I don’t want to worry about what could happen. I want to let loose and have fun. Who knows, maybe Drake and Brax can settle their differences and become friends. I roll my eyes at my own thoughts. I don’t see that ever happening. I decide on a loose t-shirt which I tie to show off my stomach and a pair of jean shorts. I let my chocolate locks hang wavy down my back. I like natural makeup, so I focus on perfecting my complexion with foundation and a little contouring, then I add some blush and mascara to finish my look. I check myself in the mirror one last time before I turn to leave my room.

I want Max to be able to see the tattoo without me having to take my top off. ‘You could always wear a normal shirt and, you know… take it off for him?’ ‘Absolutely no fucking way.’ I laugh at her, feeling her amusement, but the weird tingling curiosity and excitement I used to get at the idea is gone. Is that the tattoo? I brush out my hair while my phone charges, dab on a little concealer for the night-shift eye bags I’m not shaking for a few days, then add some brown eyeliner, mascara, and a hint of blush.

His fingers thread with mine, and he pulls me with him as he continues towards the stairs that lead up to the deck. I looked up and softly gasped. The most beautiful woman I have ever seen stood with her hands on the wooden railing, leaning against it as she watched us approach. She has long, silky, black hair that hangs forward over her tattooed shoulder and rests against her chest. Her makeup is perfect, with smoky eyes and plum-colored lipstick. She's wearing a black, tight-fitted halter top with a deep V, exposing her cleavage. The shirt leaves nothing to the imagination. It doesn't even cover her belly button. It exposes her thin body, with curves in all the right places.

Jillian Kim! "This is ... This is.... this?" Celine was too stunned and surprised to talk. Jillian Kim, the legendary Make-up artist signed under Flowers Entertainment. Who is the makeup artist for top celebrities, and personal Make up artist to Leila Bhatt, the top actress in California. He had broken the record to be the first make-up artist to work for International celebrities like The Korean idols like Blackpink and BTS. Even Judy Lewiston, her Stepsister couldn't afford the price of gotten make up by him.

A beautiful girl with long hair down her back hums softly in front of the mirror to adorn herself, aiming to look more beautiful than usual. She applies various types of makeup to her face, enhancing the natural beauty she was born with. The girl, named Airin, smiles as she observes the subtle Korean-style makeup on her face, further perfecting her beauty. "Perfect!" she praises herself inwardly before reaching for the sling bag on the nightstand, draping it over her shoulder, and stepping out. She is about to meet a man known through social media.

Bo Ra replied, “I don’t want any makeup. Our previous meet ruined because of your makeup. I won’t dress up pretty. I’ll just go with him as like as I am. Our couple is so beautiful even without any makeup. Hyun Joo likes me as I am.” Ji Soon can’t tolerate the stuffs said by Bo Ra. She said, “Hey miss! We are also going out today. I’m more gorgeous than you. I don’t need any makeup too. My Bae Ji loves me too much than you think. So, don’t flatter yourself in front of me.” They both quarrel between them to prove whose boyfriend is caring for them too much. They started to shout too much. Bae Ji and Hyun Joo arrived there. They tried to stop them but they failed. They both decide

Everything with a hint of cold was me. Humming my favorite tune of Pied Piper by BTS, a Korean boy group band, I dried myself off with a towel. Wearing my clothes for the day, I tied my wet hair in a messy bun. Wet hair and buns is the best combo. Applying a little bit of makeup which consisted of blush, mascara and a lip gloss with a maroon shade of matte lipstick in the middle of the lower lip made my look complete. Atlas I wore my golden rings on the middle and index fingers, a pair of small hoops and my favorite pendant which was gifted by my father when I was little. Basically I never took the pendant off. It was a part of me. The pendant had the letters V&C on it.

She turned back and looked them all in the eyes. “Let’s have fun, ladies.” She smiled big, and they all smiled back at her, nodding. The music started for Oops!...I Did It Again, and the crowd cheered. They started singing and dancing to the music. At the stop break at the beginning of the second verse, Thea ripped off the tearaway jumpsuit to reveal the sheer, nude, rhinestone-covered bra and pants Britney Spears wore at the VMAs. She filled it out well. No one would have guessed since she usually dressed conservatively.