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↳In which:
I will include a few P.O.V.s I wrote in the comment sections of anime characters' playlists.
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Playlist :
❝ The night you became his model ~ Mitsuya Takashi Playlist ❞
Creator :
Toge Inumaki on YouTube
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The soft music playing in the background, mixed with your giggles filled the small room, along with the light tap of the rain droplets against the window.
You were currently at the small attic Mitsuya had recently rented as his first studio. Even though the room was a little bit cramped, it was definitely cosy and warm. Mannequins were placed against the grey walls, beautiful clothes decorating them. A large table stood proudly in the middle, all kinds of fabrics, scissors, pins and threads sprawled across its surface.
Vibrant, red fabric covered your torso, a beautiful, long dress hugging your curves perfectly. Thin straps accentuated your collar bones, wrapping around your torso and waist and then gently grazing your legs, its end reaching the tiled floor.
Tiny, glimmering stones covered the upper part of the dress, reaching your waist, were a small ribbon was tied behind your back. Your thigh was slightly exposed thanks to the long rip located to the side of your leg, going as far as your ankle. A beautiful jewelry Mitsuya had specifically attached to the clothing was adorning your thigh, something like a bracelet but specifically made for your leg. .
"You dumbass, be careful with that! There are still a couple of pins in there! Let me take them off first and then you can check yourself out" he teased pulling the last pins from the back of the dress. You made a twirl, grabbing the dress in your hands, a smile constantly on your lips.
The senior year prom was only a few days away and you had begged Mitsuya to make you a dress for the event, knowing he was blessed with sewing skills. The boy gladly accepted and the dress turned out to be even better than you had originally expected it to be.
"Just look at it Mitsuya! It's gorgeous!" you exclaimed with excitement as he offered you a smirk in response.
"I made that. 'Course it would be gorgeous" he bragged with a cheeky smile, as you playfully pushed his shoulder with a smile of your own, the boy chuckling and then sitting down on the stool next to him.
