Fighter (Lookism X Reader)

38 - Trainees pt 1.

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DG had taken Y/n back to her house that day, but Y/n just shook her head at the action. 

"I told you not to take me back home." Y/n said, crossing her arms. 

"And why not?" 

"Because. I got a text from my dad, i have to be at the studio today." 

DG rubbed his forehead. "And you couldn't explain that to me before we got here? Instead of whining?" DG sighed, exasperatedly. Y/n deadpanned. "I tried to but you didn't let me say anything. If anything, you're at fault." 

"Fine then. Hurry up and go change." DG said, simply. Y/n frowned. "Excuse me?"

"I'm goin to wait right here, so i can give you ride." DG said, turning his attention to the window. Y/n shook her head, sighing. "Okay. But i'm going to take a while. I have to take a shower." 

He shrugged. "Take your time." 

Y/n pursed her lips together, seeing him act...different. She got out of the car, closing the door behind her, then jogging up the stairs to her front door. DG watched her back, emotionless, as she opened the door, disappearing into the house. 

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Y/n called Duke to apologize, after Daniel didn't pick up his phone. 

"Hey, Duke, is Daniel still with you?" Y/n asked, searching her endless closet for the right clothing. Duke's voice sounded ecstatic. 

"Yeah! He's still with me!"

"O-oh....uhm, then why isn't he answering his phone?" Y/n asked. Duke seemed to speak with someone else, then he turned back to his phone again. "He said he's sorry, he had his phone on silent." 

Y/n nodded slowly. "Oh. Okay." 

She shook off a weird feeling. "Well, i just wanted to say sorry, for leaving so suddenly." Y/n squinted, waiting for some disappointed response. 

"Are you kidding?? You left with DG! You're so lucky!" Duke said over the other line. Y/n smiled slightly. "Yeah." 

She heard Duke sigh. "Well, Y/n... I have a feeling there's a lot you aren't telling us. Though, we will wait for whenever you're ready to tell us." 

Y/n smiled, warmly. "Thanks, Duke. I will tell you guys. I trust you. Besides, its...not that big of a deal." Y/n chuckled, nervously. Duke laughed.  "Its okay! But really, that doesn't seem like not a big deal." 

Y/n clicked her tongue. "Goodbye you two." 

"Bye!" 

She shook her head, smiling, and started to get ready for a cold shower. 

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After a relaxing, cold shower, Y/n gave her outfit a second look, then nodded. "I think its cute." She said, tilting her head to the side. 

Her outfit was pale gray colored formal pants, with a tight, black long sleeve turtle neck shirt. She wore low, but formal and stylish high heels. She kept the accessories to a minimum, but she still wore them flawlessly. 

She straightened her short hair, and didn't apply makeup. Why? Simply because, she's not a fan. She quickly grabbed her bag and phone, and made her way outside.