Golden Hour: Park Jimin
*The OC's name is Eun-ah, the '-ah' at the end is not an honorific
Characters: Son Eun-ah(You), Park Jimin(main), All BTS members, BTS' Manager Sejun, BTS' Stylists
*A/N at the end of the imagine for those who'd like to read it
Third Person's POV
"Eun-ah! We need you on set!" Sejun, the manager, called. Eun-ah rushed to him and bowed immediately.
"Ne m-manager-nim, are the b-boys ready for the ph-photoshoot?" She asked in a whispery voice, not daring to make eye contact with the towering, quite scary man.
"Ne, Namjoon is up first. Get to work," Sejun said, pointing to him on the platform.
Eun-ah's POV
I walked to Namjoon-ssi to start the photoshoot, straining to keep what little confidence I had intact.
"Good morning Eun-ah, how are you today?" Namjoon asked politely, adding a little bow.
Even though I've been working with BTS for almost a year, I still don't feel comfortable around them. So, as usual, I stood frozen in front of him and stuttered out a reply.
"G-G-Good morning N-Namjoon-ssi, I'm o-okay, you?" I replied, cringing at my reply.
He just chuckled and shook his head. "I'm doing well, thank you." He said.
We were silent for a little bit until it clicked that we were supposed to be working.
"O-oh yeah! Ok Namjoon-ssi, c-come stand here." I guided him and started snapping pictures.
After about two and half hours, I'd finished all except Park Jimin's photos. The one member I had been dreading taking pictures of this whole time. If you couldn't tell, I have a huge crush on the mochi of BTS. My shyness and anxiety skyrockets when I'm working with him.I know, I know, 'Woah! Eun-ah gets shyer than she already is?! That's possible?! Oh my god!', it's true though.It's really bad and I hate that I can't act like a normal person around him. I got up my courage and was walking over to Namjoon to ask him if he would consider helping you talk in front of others, WITHOUT stuttering, when manager-nim yelled.
"EUN-AH!!" He yelled from across the room.
'Oh shit, is he angry with me? I hope I didn't fuck up the pictures or anything,' I thought.
Jimin's POV
I sat onset, waiting for Eun-ah to come over and start and suddenly, manager-nim yelled for Eun-ah, his booming voice making lights shake. My eyes start to crease in worry and concern as I watch the shy girl scurry over to him and bow. Sejun starts screaming at her awful things like "WHY CAN'T YOU DO YOUR JOB RIGHT?! AND STOP GODDAMN STUTTERING! SPEAK TO ME LIKE A NORMAL FUCKING HUMAN BEING!". As he keeps scolding her, she trembles as if he pushing an invisible weight and she's struggling against it. She finally broke and she let tears drip down her face and fly in the air as she ran. I raced down the way she went and just as I was in earshot, I heard a stylist scold manager-nim.
"Yah! Sejun-ah, you're way too hard on darling Eun-ah. She does a wonderful job with the boys and taking their pictures..." Sooyoung said, hitting Sejun with the butt of a makeup brush.
I scanned the hall for Eun-ah, but she was nowhere to be seen. I suddenly heard soft singing and I followed it. 'Eun-ah, please be okay,' I thought.
Eun-ah's POV
I sat in the bathroom stall and slid down the wall, silently sobbing. Sejun's words still circled around my mind and each one was a stab to my heart. I pulled out my earbuds and started listening to House of Cards by the vocal line of BTS. I start to sing along with them, my voice becoming louder as Jimin's part came on.
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