park chaeyoung imagines | gxg

la vie en rose

i will write the second part to arranged soon, i just don't have any ideas for it yet so i wanted to write this first.

also, if you feel like you've read this before, you probably have. i posted it for another fandom but i really love it and thought you guys might appreciate it, too :D

park chaeyoung and (y/n) (y/l/n). our names are plastered all over france, you'll see a poster of us wherever you go. we're the most popular duet of our time.

the year is 1945. chaeyoung and i have been performing together for 10 years now and the second world war has just ended. as we're women we obviously didn't have to fight in the war but we've been highly requested as entertainment for the celebrations afterwards. we don't mind, though, we love performing almost as much as we love each other.

we've been together almost as long as we've been performing. we met on the streets of france when i came across chaeyoung dancing. it was a warm day in 1933, a nice tuesday afternoon, and i had been given the day off work. i didn't know what i should do, i didn't want to be at home where i would have to do housework with my mother, so i took a stroll down the main high street. i walked in silence, admiring the landscapes as nobody offered to speak to a foreign looking girl like me, until i came across someone dancing.

the first thing i noticed was the girl was beautiful. she looked absolutely flawless as she danced to whatever songs her cassette player was playing. she had gathered a small crowd around him, mostly teenage boys who looked like they were ready to make a move on her, and i found myself joining them.

the second thing i noticed was that she was asian. i guessed maybe korean but i couldn't be too sure without hearing her name or speaking to her. i hoped she either spoke korean, french, or english as i was fluent in all three.

the last thing i noticed was how young the girl looked. she must have only have been in her mid to late teens. i guessed probably more late teens like myself. i couldn't care less about how old she was, though, she was gorgeous and an amazing dancer.

the girl finished dancing after about 20 more minutes and the crowd around her slowly faded out, all except for me. i approached her and smiled politely when she looked up at me.

"you're an amazing dancer," i said. she blushed and mumbled a 'thank you'. "how long have you been dancing?"

"since i was 5, so 13 years now," she replied. ah, so the same age as me, then.

"are you doing another performance soon?" i asked.

"no, i think i'm done for the day. why?"

"i wanted to ask you something."

she looked hesitant but nodded and so we sat down on the curb of the street together.

"so," i started. "my name is (y/n) and i'm in the process of becoming a performer. i sing and play the guitar but so far i haven't been able to get anywhere. i was thinking about what i could do to get myself out there and then i came across you. i think we should team up together and become a duet. i'll sing and you dance."

the girl looked surprised at the sudden proposal but honestly i couldn't blame her.

"i don't know, i just met you," she said.

"i know you did, but think about it. we could be amazing, we would have so many fans and perform so many concerts together. with your dancing and my singing, we would be so popular. two young, attractive girl is what everyone wants to see. just picture it."

she stared at me in silence for a few seconds before a hint of a smile showed on her face. "how do i know i can trust you?"

"you don't, i guess." i shrugged. "we don't know each other but i just know that we can be amazing. we can go far together."