Beautiful You
EXO COLLECTION ;; ONESHOTS
The jet lag had finally begun to wear off and Jinae was drowsily making her way over to her friend’s work. They’d decided to eat lunch together, like a celebration of Jinae finally making it to Korea. The young girl was still in high school, and her parents hadn’t been too keen on letting their daughter travel halfway across the globe. Korea however, was Jinae’s second home, one she’d left at a young age. The girl was, despite that, glad when Jiyeol met her at Incheon. It’d after all been nearly ten years since she left for Canada, and Seoul was bound to have changed within those years. Indeed, several unfamiliar buildings rose towards the sky and she couldn’t help but to be fascinated at the new structures. Though, Jinae had spent most of the time in bed the first couple of days, as a result of the intense jet lag.
But now, finally, half a week later was she up and moving with such energy. One that was going to be put to good use during the three week vacation, as there were a lot of things the girl wanted to see, eat and explore before heading back home to Canada. The seventeen year old girl wanted the trip to be something memorable, not only because senior year was starting in the fall, but also because Jinae had thoughts of moving back to Korea in a near future. But that was then.
Now was a different ordeal and the girl was supposed to meet up with Jiyeol at her work. She’d gotten mildly surprised upon hearing that her childhood friend had become a hairstylist. The job seemed fun and Jinae couldn’t help but to feel a bit starstruck at the possibilities of working for a world star artist or actress. Jinae knew better though, than to get stuck in such hopeless fantasies and dreams, especially since the chance of that becoming true was equal to zero. Having butterfingers weren’t exactly to her favour if she wanted a job like that, which was unfortunate as the girl were quite creative.
The said saloon was rather easy to find and Jiyeol greeted her over all the noise when she entered. “I’ll be right there.” the girl nodded, she had nothing to attend and found no reason for Jiyeol to stress, “take your time.” Jinae stated whilst placing herself down in the black couch standing along the wall. It wasn’t until then, after she’d let her eyes roam the surroundings, that she noticed the hoard of boys. Jinae had to count inside her head, her eyes widening when she reached the astonishing number of twelve. “Wow, don’t people book a time before heading to the saloon?” the girl spoke in fluent English whilst blinking at everyone who was running around like fools. It looked incredibly stressful, something that made Jinae think twice. Being a hairstylist was maybe not suited for her at all.
Kris looked up from his book upon hearing the English statement, and that before he directed his gaze towards the source. A girl was seated on the other end, the expression on her face told him more than enough. Placing the book down in his lap he spoke, “you don’t seem to come here often.” Jinae changed her attention towards the voice. She was beyond shocked, especially since the person had used English, “not really, it’s my first time in Korea for ten years.” the boy nodded, slightly astonished that she didn’t seem to know who he was.
“Why, is it usually this many people?” out of nowhere did another boy rush forward, “Hyung, what should I do, manager said we have to leave in twenty minutes and my hair is not done yet.” the fast paced conversation was one she had trouble taking in. Korean might’ve been her first language, but ever since the move to Canada had the girl slowly become more comfortable speaking English. Clearing his throat Kris excused himself, he needed to make sure that all the members were ready by the time they had to leave. Jinae was left alone, as she watched the two boys dissapear off. It didn’t really matter much though, since Jiyeol was probably done soon enough.
Unfortunately did that not seem to be the case though, because just a few minutes later did Jiyeol practically run up to her, “Didn’t you say you wanted to become a hairstylist?” the girl weren’t that certain anymore, not after have seen all the chaos. “I don’t know, maybe, why?” Jinae raised an eyebrow in question, she was curious to what was going on. “The fact is, I would really need some help. The boys has to leave soon and there’s still two of them left. I would’ve done it myself but there is not enough time.” feeling slightly uneasy she glanced over at the hoard of boys running all over the place. “I guess.” it would be a lie if Jinae said she wasn’t nervous, the girl was nowhere close to being a professional. “Oh god, thank you.” Jiyeol slung her arms around the younger girl, “I’ll treat you to lunch today.” that sounded fair enough, “deal.”
A minute or so later did she sort of regret the decision. The tool in her hand felt foreign, and that even though she’d used it a lot. But never like that, and definitely not on someone else besides herself. With a racing heart she leaned over towards Jiyeol who stood next to her, “I can’t do this, what if spray his eyes with hairspray or -or what if I cut his hair off.” the list would’ve increased if it hadn’t been for that her friend interrupted, “relax, take a deep breath and calm down.” how was that even possible when an incredibly handsome male stared at her through the mirror. Jinae was starting to freak out, big time. Her heart was racing and the brush she was holding onto felt sticky in her palm.
“Are you alright?” the voice startled Jinae so much that she accidentally dropped the brush, a low clunk sounded when it hit the floor. “Y -yeah.” in haste did she kneel down to pick it up, only to feel a hand brush against her own. Jinae hadn’t expected to get any help from the boy, therefore did it arrive as a surprise when she looked up and met his gaze. His gentle eyes mesmerized her and she found herself unable to move. It was like she’d been into a black hole, one that seemed endless. Such beautiful eyes. “Jinae.” she was briskly brought out of her thoughts, and having totally forgotten about the boy she leaned forward.
Chen’s eyes widened and his pulse skyrocketed when he felt his lips press against the girl’s forehead. Jinae could say that she was equally taken aback by the incident, especially since her brain seemed to have taken a temporary break. It was with heated cheeks she leaned back, too far as she lost her balance and ended up sitting on her . “Why do I have to embarrass myself like this.” Jinae muttered in English, flustered. The fact that the boy chuckled didn’t ease the humiliation either, “do you need help?” avoiding eye contact she nodded, he did after all play a part in the matter. Jinae glanced over at her friend who’d momentarily stopped just to make kissy faces, the sight caused the girl to blush even harder, as it was obvious that Jiyeol was messing around.
“Here?” diverting her gaze she looked up on the boy, a small smile graced his lips and her heart couldn’t help but to beat a little faster. She’d had crushes before, but this was completely new, this feeling. Extending her hand she let it slid into his, the contact of his warm and soft skin made Jinae’s stomach tingle in delight. To fall for a Korean boy though, wouldn’t be the smartest thing, especially since they were probably never going to meet each other again.
Jinae gave the boy a slight bow once she was standing up, a gesture Chen replied with a wide smile. The whole admiration ordeal was unfortunately cut short when Jiyeol interrupted, “you’ll have to hurry now.” right, she’d almost forgotten about that as well. Her behaviour was out of character, it wasn’t normal for Jinae to be that flustered. “Could you -.” she pointed at the chair with her hand, as to tell the male to sit down, something he also did. “Jinae, take a deep breath and you’ll be able to pull this through.” she whispered to herself in English, not caring whether anyone was listening.
She started off by simply brushing his hair, her fingertips would grace his skin as she did, thus sending sparks down her spine. “Use some hair clay and then finish off by spraying some hair spray over it, okay.” Jiyeol instructed her and the girl did as told. To keep it simple would be for the best. But despite so did her hands tremble in anxiousness as she reached for the jar with clay. That the boy was intently gazing at Jinae through the mirror didn’t really ease her nerves either, especially not when the girl’s eyes suddenly landed upon his lips. Those that’d, just a few minutes ago, been pressed against her forehead. “WE HAVE TO LEAVE IN FIVE MINUTES.” someone shouted in a loud and slightly stern tone. She really had to hurry up now.
Massaging the clay into the roots she managed to style his hair somewhat okay. It wasn’t the most sensational and eye catching hairstyle, but definitely alright. Jiyeol gave her a thumb up, an ordeal that meant a lot to the said girl, “now, just finish off with some spray.” Jinae had barely finished spraying when the same voice as before shouted, “WE NEED TO GO NOW.” everything happened so fast after that, but her main attention was still on the boy who was getting ready to leave. “I’m sorry if it’s not good enough.” Jinae apologized with a slight bow. “There’s no need to apologize.” really, Chen was more than relieved over that she’d managed to get him ready in such a short amount of time.
“HURRY UP, AND TAO STOP WITH THAT AND GET INTO THE VAN.” she turned to give the crowd of boys a hurried glance, they all seemed to a bit too energetic. “CHEN, COME ON, YOU TOO.” the boy let out an inaudible sigh, their manager was truly in a bad mood. Jinae though, didn’t understand why a grown man was yelling at everyone to start moving, actually, it sort of scared her a little. “Jiyeol, why is that man shouting at them?” she slowly turned towards her older friend, who let out a low laugh, “because they’re on a tight schedule.” ehm, the girl didn’t become any wiser upon hearing that, “schedule?” Chen couldn’t help but to smile at her ignorance, “we’re an idol group called EXO,” Jinae blushed as the taller male explained further, “and we are on our way to a performance.” formed an ‘O’, as she still had trouble understanding it. Idol groups weren’t really her forte, in fact, she barely knew anything about the Korean music scene. Jinae blamed all those years in Canada for that.
“CHEN, GET MOVING.” Chen took it as a cue to head out, he didn’t want to upset their manager even more by ignoring him. However, before doing so did he turn towards the girl who’d fixed his hair, “thank you and bye.” he ended the sentence with a wink, one that took both Jiyeol and Jinae by surprise. Jiyeol mostly though, as she knew how many fans would die to be in her friend’s position. “Y -yeh, bye.” her cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink. The whole situation felt somewhat surreal, as she’d expected for it to be a normal day. But it turned out to be something extra.
Within a matter of minutes were the salon close to empty, but Jinae found herself still staring at the door, as if the boy would magically appear again. God, she hadn’t even asked for his name. Jiyeol gave her friend a light pat on the shoulder, “dongsaeng, he’s not coming back. At least not today.” she knew that, still, it didn’t hinder her from wishing so. “Unnie, do you know his name?” Jinae’s heart was practically begging for an answer. “Chen.” a smile lit on her lips, it was definitely a name she would remember.
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But now, finally, half a week later was she up and moving with such energy. One that was going to be put to good use during the three week vacation, as there were a lot of things the girl wanted to see, eat and explore before heading back home to Canada. The seventeen year old girl wanted the trip to be something memorable, not only because senior year was starting in the fall, but also because Jinae had thoughts of moving back to Korea in a near future. But that was then.
Now was a different ordeal and the girl was supposed to meet up with Jiyeol at her work. She’d gotten mildly surprised upon hearing that her childhood friend had become a hairstylist. The job seemed fun and Jinae couldn’t help but to feel a bit starstruck at the possibilities of working for a world star artist or actress. Jinae knew better though, than to get stuck in such hopeless fantasies and dreams, especially since the chance of that becoming true was equal to zero. Having butterfingers weren’t exactly to her favour if she wanted a job like that, which was unfortunate as the girl were quite creative.
The said saloon was rather easy to find and Jiyeol greeted her over all the noise when she entered. “I’ll be right there.” the girl nodded, she had nothing to attend and found no reason for Jiyeol to stress, “take your time.” Jinae stated whilst placing herself down in the black couch standing along the wall. It wasn’t until then, after she’d let her eyes roam the surroundings, that she noticed the hoard of boys. Jinae had to count inside her head, her eyes widening when she reached the astonishing number of twelve. “Wow, don’t people book a time before heading to the saloon?” the girl spoke in fluent English whilst blinking at everyone who was running around like fools. It looked incredibly stressful, something that made Jinae think twice. Being a hairstylist was maybe not suited for her at all.
Kris looked up from his book upon hearing the English statement, and that before he directed his gaze towards the source. A girl was seated on the other end, the expression on her face told him more than enough. Placing the book down in his lap he spoke, “you don’t seem to come here often.” Jinae changed her attention towards the voice. She was beyond shocked, especially since the person had used English, “not really, it’s my first time in Korea for ten years.” the boy nodded, slightly astonished that she didn’t seem to know who he was.
“Why, is it usually this many people?” out of nowhere did another boy rush forward, “Hyung, what should I do, manager said we have to leave in twenty minutes and my hair is not done yet.” the fast paced conversation was one she had trouble taking in. Korean might’ve been her first language, but ever since the move to Canada had the girl slowly become more comfortable speaking English. Clearing his throat Kris excused himself, he needed to make sure that all the members were ready by the time they had to leave. Jinae was left alone, as she watched the two boys dissapear off. It didn’t really matter much though, since Jiyeol was probably done soon enough.
Unfortunately did that not seem to be the case though, because just a few minutes later did Jiyeol practically run up to her, “Didn’t you say you wanted to become a hairstylist?” the girl weren’t that certain anymore, not after have seen all the chaos. “I don’t know, maybe, why?” Jinae raised an eyebrow in question, she was curious to what was going on. “The fact is, I would really need some help. The boys has to leave soon and there’s still two of them left. I would’ve done it myself but there is not enough time.” feeling slightly uneasy she glanced over at the hoard of boys running all over the place. “I guess.” it would be a lie if Jinae said she wasn’t nervous, the girl was nowhere close to being a professional. “Oh god, thank you.” Jiyeol slung her arms around the younger girl, “I’ll treat you to lunch today.” that sounded fair enough, “deal.”
A minute or so later did she sort of regret the decision. The tool in her hand felt foreign, and that even though she’d used it a lot. But never like that, and definitely not on someone else besides herself. With a racing heart she leaned over towards Jiyeol who stood next to her, “I can’t do this, what if spray his eyes with hairspray or -or what if I cut his hair off.” the list would’ve increased if it hadn’t been for that her friend interrupted, “relax, take a deep breath and calm down.” how was that even possible when an incredibly handsome male stared at her through the mirror. Jinae was starting to freak out, big time. Her heart was racing and the brush she was holding onto felt sticky in her palm.
“Are you alright?” the voice startled Jinae so much that she accidentally dropped the brush, a low clunk sounded when it hit the floor. “Y -yeah.” in haste did she kneel down to pick it up, only to feel a hand brush against her own. Jinae hadn’t expected to get any help from the boy, therefore did it arrive as a surprise when she looked up and met his gaze. His gentle eyes mesmerized her and she found herself unable to move. It was like she’d been into a black hole, one that seemed endless. Such beautiful eyes. “Jinae.” she was briskly brought out of her thoughts, and having totally forgotten about the boy she leaned forward.
Chen’s eyes widened and his pulse skyrocketed when he felt his lips press against the girl’s forehead. Jinae could say that she was equally taken aback by the incident, especially since her brain seemed to have taken a temporary break. It was with heated cheeks she leaned back, too far as she lost her balance and ended up sitting on her . “Why do I have to embarrass myself like this.” Jinae muttered in English, flustered. The fact that the boy chuckled didn’t ease the humiliation either, “do you need help?” avoiding eye contact she nodded, he did after all play a part in the matter. Jinae glanced over at her friend who’d momentarily stopped just to make kissy faces, the sight caused the girl to blush even harder, as it was obvious that Jiyeol was messing around.
“Here?” diverting her gaze she looked up on the boy, a small smile graced his lips and her heart couldn’t help but to beat a little faster. She’d had crushes before, but this was completely new, this feeling. Extending her hand she let it slid into his, the contact of his warm and soft skin made Jinae’s stomach tingle in delight. To fall for a Korean boy though, wouldn’t be the smartest thing, especially since they were probably never going to meet each other again.
Jinae gave the boy a slight bow once she was standing up, a gesture Chen replied with a wide smile. The whole admiration ordeal was unfortunately cut short when Jiyeol interrupted, “you’ll have to hurry now.” right, she’d almost forgotten about that as well. Her behaviour was out of character, it wasn’t normal for Jinae to be that flustered. “Could you -.” she pointed at the chair with her hand, as to tell the male to sit down, something he also did. “Jinae, take a deep breath and you’ll be able to pull this through.” she whispered to herself in English, not caring whether anyone was listening.
She started off by simply brushing his hair, her fingertips would grace his skin as she did, thus sending sparks down her spine. “Use some hair clay and then finish off by spraying some hair spray over it, okay.” Jiyeol instructed her and the girl did as told. To keep it simple would be for the best. But despite so did her hands tremble in anxiousness as she reached for the jar with clay. That the boy was intently gazing at Jinae through the mirror didn’t really ease her nerves either, especially not when the girl’s eyes suddenly landed upon his lips. Those that’d, just a few minutes ago, been pressed against her forehead. “WE HAVE TO LEAVE IN FIVE MINUTES.” someone shouted in a loud and slightly stern tone. She really had to hurry up now.
Massaging the clay into the roots she managed to style his hair somewhat okay. It wasn’t the most sensational and eye catching hairstyle, but definitely alright. Jiyeol gave her a thumb up, an ordeal that meant a lot to the said girl, “now, just finish off with some spray.” Jinae had barely finished spraying when the same voice as before shouted, “WE NEED TO GO NOW.” everything happened so fast after that, but her main attention was still on the boy who was getting ready to leave. “I’m sorry if it’s not good enough.” Jinae apologized with a slight bow. “There’s no need to apologize.” really, Chen was more than relieved over that she’d managed to get him ready in such a short amount of time.
“HURRY UP, AND TAO STOP WITH THAT AND GET INTO THE VAN.” she turned to give the crowd of boys a hurried glance, they all seemed to a bit too energetic. “CHEN, COME ON, YOU TOO.” the boy let out an inaudible sigh, their manager was truly in a bad mood. Jinae though, didn’t understand why a grown man was yelling at everyone to start moving, actually, it sort of scared her a little. “Jiyeol, why is that man shouting at them?” she slowly turned towards her older friend, who let out a low laugh, “because they’re on a tight schedule.” ehm, the girl didn’t become any wiser upon hearing that, “schedule?” Chen couldn’t help but to smile at her ignorance, “we’re an idol group called EXO,” Jinae blushed as the taller male explained further, “and we are on our way to a performance.” formed an ‘O’, as she still had trouble understanding it. Idol groups weren’t really her forte, in fact, she barely knew anything about the Korean music scene. Jinae blamed all those years in Canada for that.
“CHEN, GET MOVING.” Chen took it as a cue to head out, he didn’t want to upset their manager even more by ignoring him. However, before doing so did he turn towards the girl who’d fixed his hair, “thank you and bye.” he ended the sentence with a wink, one that took both Jiyeol and Jinae by surprise. Jiyeol mostly though, as she knew how many fans would die to be in her friend’s position. “Y -yeh, bye.” her cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink. The whole situation felt somewhat surreal, as she’d expected for it to be a normal day. But it turned out to be something extra.
Within a matter of minutes were the salon close to empty, but Jinae found herself still staring at the door, as if the boy would magically appear again. God, she hadn’t even asked for his name. Jiyeol gave her friend a light pat on the shoulder, “dongsaeng, he’s not coming back. At least not today.” she knew that, still, it didn’t hinder her from wishing so. “Unnie, do you know his name?” Jinae’s heart was practically begging for an answer. “Chen.” a smile lit on her lips, it was definitely a name she would remember.
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Kpopfreak I hope its somewhat to your liking // ChaeYo
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