The KBS Song Festival was a dynamic success. Your MCing went smoothly other than the one fact that you had one ment to do with Cha Eun Woo and must you admit, it was pretty awkward. Jin and Baekhyun were being hilarious, not to forget Chanyeol. Jin and Baekhyun got along pretty well which was surprising considering it was their first time to meet eachother whereas Chanyeol had already MCed loads of times with Jin.
After the event had ended, all of you had went home to change into your clothes for the gala. You had managed to request Hoseok's sister, who you heard was a very good designer, to design your dress just the way you wanted it.
You were very satisfied with how it turned out.
Naya was done dressing up with your help and she was out helping Jiwon, leaving you to yourself.
You slid on the perfectly tailored, emerald coloured, silken dress that had a slit, revealing one of your flawless legs and a glimpse of the other. It wasn't very grand. But, you didn't need grand. You were one of the few creatures on earth that God had created, bestowing the gift to look good in whatever you wore, be it a high class evening gown or a trashbag.
You would describe tonight's makeup as war paint. You had never gotten so dressed up before for any private event. You used your sexuality like a weapon. You could twist men around your dainty little finger and make girls jealous. You used it as a part of your self expression, and for a while, you thought you had lost that aspect of yourself---but now that you were looking at yourself in the mirror in all your full glory, goddamn.
If you could marry yourself, you'd do it in a heartbeat. And you were certainly not against selfcest either.
A woman who realises her worth is a very dangerous woman.
You cautiously picked up dangly diamond earrings from the handler placed directly in front of you. Like coruscating diamonds, the exquisite earrings had clung to your ears--- glistening in the dim, fluorescent lighting. Emerald green in colour, rimmed with rich gold; these were definitely amongst your favourite earrings.
You went downstairs, flaunting your beauty as you politely thanked your members for their compliments and praised them back. Naya looked amazing in her red señorita like dress that started at her knees and flowed down to her ankles. Hyerin was dressed in a cerulean blue evening gown that suited her very much, complimenting her wise and mature vibe.
Jiwon was wearing a prussian blue dress that stopped at her knees, adding up to her mysterious aura. Areum was dressed vibrantly in a lilac and honey coloured dress that flowed down to her knees in messy netted pleats, exposing her radiant nature.
All of you looked absolutely stunning tonight, no one could deny that.
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Taehyung stared at himself in the mirror; admiring his beautiful reflection with a devilish glint in his eye.
Taehyung knew that he looked good tonight; like a bottle of pretty poison sitting on the shelf, waiting to be consumed by the unlucky buyer. The perfect poison. Deadly and lethal, but still dangerously addicting.
He wanted to make a good impression on everyone.
One in particular.
He straightened out his suit jacket and fixed his collars. He ran a hand through his dark, disheveled locks. He was one of those men that exuded sexuality without even trying to. Despite looking so young, he definitely had an older man allure; someone sexy, mature and sophisticated---but, also a child at heart.
He smiled, extremely satisfied with his appearance before he made his way to his members.
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"Aw, man! I wanted to make a grand entrance as the five of us!" Naya whined at the entrance of the old mansion where the party was being held. You had gotten a call from Baekhyun, denying you entry with your members.
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Trapped | KTH
Fanfiction••• "You are going to be the death of me one day." He mumbled, eyes looking into yours with such deep compassion that no one could ever rally. "You think so?" You asked, a playful smile on your lips. "I know so." He replied instantaneously, his eyes...
