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❝ 𝘊 𝘏 𝘈 𝘗 𝘛 𝘌 𝘙 𝘛 𝘞 𝘌 𝘕 𝘛 𝘠 𝘖 𝘕 𝘌 ❞
"NAMJOON, TAEHYUNG!" Ariya, loud and obnoxious as per usual, called out for the two employees who roam the house as she displayed the multiple dresses out in her closet beside the shoes she had gotten to accompany said dresses.
Tonight was the night of the ball and she still had yet to choose out her dress for tonight. Ariya wanted to consult the two in what they thought would look best on her and subsequently, which suit Jin should wear to match her.
She had been calling them for maybe 5 minutes now and she figured they probably couldn't hear her with the size of the house. Her voice got lost in the square footage of the place, which was rather annoying because other noises seemed to travel just fine.
This time, it apparently reached them in whatever part of the house they were and the two of them came rushing to her room in fear that she was hurt or something.
"What, what's wrong, what happened?!" Namjoon asked frantically, nearly tripping over air as the two of them came barreling through the door. They found that she was in fact, not hurt, just standing beside her closet with her arms crossed over her chest. "Will you two calm down? I just need your opinion on something."
The two of them looked at her with slightly confused expressions. "On what?" Namjoon asked slowly, standing up straight. He was far too tall for his own good. Taehyung seemed significantly smaller standing beside him though there was only a few inches difference in height.
"I need you to help me choose a dress for this ball tonight. So sit down," she came over and pushed Namjoon down by his shoulders to her bed and then repeated the action with Taehyung. They sat shoulder to shoulder on the edge of her bed, staring at the woman who stands before them.
"When I come out, give me your honest opinion. I wanna look my best for tonight...okay?"
The two of them nodded wordlessly.
Ariya walked away into her closet and closed the door to change. The first dress was a black, velvet floor-length dress with a deep v-neckline that stopped in the middle of her diaphragm. She smoothened out her dress and made sure there were no weird wrinkles before opening the door and stepping out in front of the two.
Namjoon inspected her for a minute, rubbing his chin before shaking his head. "It looks beautiful, really, but it's not the dress....but what do I know, I'm a man who knows nothing about dresses."
Ariya turned to Taehyung for his opinion. "What do you think?" The man only shrugged, unsure of what he was really supposed to say.
She sighed and turned away to go try on the next dress.
Dress after dress they went through, Namjoon gave his honest opinion and Taehyung gave little words and gestures. Nothing seemed to hit all the points she needed, class, beautiful, sexy.
