A/N
For this chapter, when it's Ten's POV it'll be in the normal writing, however when it's Johnny it'll be bold.Ok? Ok. Letssss get it
Also when I call it a gala, it's just a ball sorta dance thing, kinda a thing for rich people. Idk tho tbh I'm poor
So it's a masquerade ball. I just call it a gala cause I'm fancy like that 🤪
Also the dress in the photo at the beginning of the chapter is what Ten is wearing
Finally, the day of the gala
Ten slipped the dress on over his head, sliding his smooth arms into the sleeves of the beautiful piece of artwork, admiring the feel of it on his now clothed skin
He adjusted the gown around his body, and reached his arms behind his back, feeling around for the zipper on the back
Softly gripping the small piece, he pulled it up the zipper track, the dress coming together in a beautiful flowery masterpiece, it fit perfectly and snug around his small waist, outlining his body perfectly, matching every curve and dip in his skin to the t.
Johnny pulled on his deep blue dress shirt, the folds in the shirt wrapped around his muscles as he pulled the ends together and buttoned each button, starting from the bottom
His fingers dancing softly as he pushed the little round buttons through the slits in his shirt, adjusting the shirt collar around his neck
Ten spun around in graceful circles in front of his mirror, the dress spreading out like the water falling from the sink faucet when you place a spoon under the running water
His gown flowed softly around, brushing the floor, he gazed at his reflection in the mirror, admiring the soft folds in the dress that melted softly around him, the dress sparkled in the light of the setting sun
Johnny picked up the top coat, swinging it around, landing it lightly on his shoulders, pushing his arms through the sleeves, straighting it on his broad chest
Cuffing the sleeves he buttoned the middle button, put his sleek dress shoes on
Ten slid a small thin pair of slippers on his small feet, he didn't want anything too fancy for shoes, he wanted the attention to be on his dress
He delicately put some makeup on his smooth face, with some soft blue eyeshadow and liner which made his soft doe-like eyes look even prettier than before
He smiled at his reflection one last time before turning around and walking to the car.
A/N I don't think I really need a picture for Johnny's suit, it's literally just a dark blue undershirt, with just a suitcoat 😂
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