Journey To Hellspost (TXT X READER)

7

  "Are you sure you want to keep that old tattered cloak? It doesn't seem very warm," HueningKai mentioned.

  "It's plenty warm," (Y/N) told him.

  HueningKai had been fitted with a white, long sleeve, feathered top, as pure white as he seemed. To match, he had been given a pair of white trousers and white shoes. It seemed white was his colour.

  Beomgyu had been dressed similarly, colour wise. He had been dressed in all white with a button up shirt, the first two buttons being left undone. He had a mesh slip underneath that ran all the way to his neck, revealing a tattoo he had on his neck. He was given white trousers and a black belt, along with a small black bag, to carry whatever the Druid would need to carry. As opposed to a cloak, he was given a jacket of sorts. None of them had ever need something of the sorts. People generally wore cloaks to keep warm, but his cloak had sleeves, which would definitely keep him warm no matter what.

  As if to juxtapose those two, Taehyun, Yeonjun, and (Y/N) were dressed in all black.

  Taehyun had been given a simple black button up and black slacks. He wore long boots that ended halfway up his calf, and to tie everything together, he wore his own, slim fit cloak, that also had sleeves, as opposed to his white cloak.

  Yeonjun wore a thick black shirt with tan straps on it to hold whatever he chose. Over top, he had a thick coat, not as long as Taehyun or Beomgyu's. It had sleeves as well. His pants had many pockets and he wore similar boots to Taehyun's.

(Y/N) wore a black bustier that had been tightened beyond the point of her being able to breathe. Her waist had been cinched down to be a few inches smaller, despite her obvious discomfort. That had been covered by a short black dress made for combat. Rather that being a solid, stitched together piece of fabric, it buttoned up at the front, from the top down. The front right side ended at her hip, the hem moving lower diagonally until it reached her mid thigh on her front left side, continuing to grow longer diagonally until it almost reached her heels on her back right hand side. She had been given long stockings and thigh high boots that bent easily at the ankle and knee. There was a thin amount of armour that rest around her knee as well. Her arm was clad with leather armour and metal wrist guards, despite not actually being attached to the main article of clothing. On her right shoulder, rest a heavy, intricate piece of metal armour, her left shoulder bare, and covering her face was a thin scarf that draped slightly over her shoulders. She had chosen, rather than risk being recognized as someone who had mugged this store before, she would deal with the clothes. The only thing she could not accept was getting a new cloak. She would not part with her cloak until the day she die.

  "Are you really sure? You could get something with sleeves," HueningKai suggested frantically, gesturing to her arms, that were only covered by a thin amount of leather armour.

  "I will be fine. This cloak is very warm," she assured him.

"Are you sure you will be protected enough?" He asked worriedly as the group began to walk away from the shop after Beomgyu had paid.

"You speak highly for someone wearing mere feathers," she smiled, gesturing to his top.

"I have armour underneath," HueningKai assured, lifting a sleeve to show his leather arm guards.

"I've no time, nor will to complain. We must away to the Misthelm forests to obtain this friend of yours so the real quest can begin," (Y/N) told him, already beginning to feel the affects of her heavy armour.

"My friend is very nice," the bard said, looking foreword.

"If one such as you has chosen to befriend them, I'm sure they must be nice," she complimented.