For @meg_2014
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Well?"
You asked your boyfriend who stood before you with his arms crossed as you stood in the doorway of a dressing room, a floral ankle length dress laid against your curvy frame as the bottom swayed with each step you took in it. (Imagine strawberry dress but with flowers instead)
The sleeves were puffy and there was an opening in the chest part so there was a bit of cleavage showing, but you didn't mind that. You were actually flattered by it. And apparently so was Hobi because instead of replying to you and giving you his thought on the dress, he just stared at you with his mouth slightly agape with amazement.
"Hello?" You asked as you looked at him with confusion visible on your face.
But, still not even a peep from him.
"Earth to Hobi." you said with a slight smile on your face as you snap your fingers in his face which made him look from the dress, to your face.
"Ah, I'm sorry, Y/N. That dress is just so damn good on you." He said with his bright smile and a slight blush on his face
"Soooo, I take it you like the dress." you said with a cocked eyebrow and a smirk on your face as you looked in the mirror again and admired yourself in it. You actually felt good in the flowy material, but as soon as you thought that, your weight came into mind. What if you went out in the dress and people judged you?
Worry must have been written on your face because Hobi suddenly hugged you from behind and nuzzled into your neck. "I already know what you're thinking and I don't want you to think about yourself like that. You're beautiful, Y/N. Always remember that. I mean it when I say that you are the prettiest girl in the world." he said, which made a smile creep up onto your face.
Hobi was right. You were beautiful and you had no reason to feel bad about yourself. You rocked this dress and you knew it.
After a few minutes of Hobi flirting with you like you weren't already his girlfriend, you changed out of the dress, went to pay for it, and kept on with your day.
After doing a little more shopping, you two headed home and simply sat around enjoying each others company. That is until Hobi got a call about an emergency practice with the rest of the group that he couldn't miss, which meant you had to be left alone with boredom now filling up the quiet house like a gas.
For awhile, you just sat on the couch while swiping through instagram until you came up on a post with a girl who was twirling in a circle while she wore a dress that was similar to yours. The way she looked in it captivated you.
She was so pretty.
With a smile, you hopped off the couch and with your grown afro bouncing with each step, you ran up the stairs.
As soon as you got upstairs, you barged into your bedroom and grabbed the bag with your dress in it. You sat your phone down and quickly put it on. You wanted to post a video in your dress just like she did.
What was the harm in that?
With a big smile on your face, you fixed any messed up spots of your makeup and looked at yourself in the mirror.
"You're so beautiful." You whispered to yourself as you gave your reflection a warm smile.
After simping for your own reflection for a solid five minutes, you thought for a second and realized it would be more original to take a mirror picture instead of doing the same video as the girl you saw. At least have a bit of a difference.
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