Taeyeon and I grew closer as the days passed we've been going out alone to hang out. She's been inviting me almost every week, asking if I'm available and want to accompany her to the salon, go shopping, or just to kill some time. Even when she groceries, she would still ask if I would like to go with her. Don't ask me why, it is still a mystery to me why she wants my presence even such simple grocery shopping. For months, I'd become her chaperone, touring her to places she wasn't fully aware of as if that was my job.
Sometimes--most of the time, actually-- I would tell her I have a few things to do and I'm not able to escort her. She would just say it's fine, but the next day, she would ask again if I'm free. It comes to the point where I don't have any reasons to decline and that makes things hard to refuse.
So, here I am, with her (again), waiting outside the fitting room as taeyeon was inside, fitting the dress that caught her eyes.
"Yong, how was it?"
Taeyeon emerges from the small cubicle wearing a fitted red dress that hugs her curves and complements her skin tone. Not to mention, she's tall, her legs are quite a show-off. What she's wearing is certainly a dress that would make men kneel in front of her. She looks alluring with those on and I would lie if I said the dress didn't look good on her.
I was shamelessly gaping at her for a few seconds, examining her look from top to bottom with hooded eyes before I lifted my hand and gave a thumbs up.
"You look damn hot, babe."
Taeyeon laughed at my comment while I blushed in embarrassment after I realized I sounded like a pervert praising some random chick on the sidewalk. But hearing the amusement in taeyeon's laugh, I think she didn't mind it at all.
"Do you think moonbyul will like this?"
I don't know what type of woman Moonbyul likes, but I used to wear these kinds of clothes before and I caught her attention. I can tell she would like this on taeyeon too.
"It looks wonderful on you. I'm confident she'd like that on you. If not, then she must be out of her mind."
Taeyeon playfully rolled her eyes, smiling, before she turned around and took a quick scan of herself in the mirror. She strikes a pose quite a few times and I can sense she looks satisfied with her look. I was watching her reflection from where I stood, and I didn't know I was already checking her out while grinning like a freak. She looks enchanting.
If taeyeon didn't walk closer to me, my eyes wouldn't pull away from her stunning body.
"Speaking of moonbyul, what's taking her so long.."
She took her phone out of her sling bag that I was holding and opened the device. She scrolls through the screen for a bit, perhaps checking her messages or calls, while I freeze in my place as I absorb what she just said. What do you mean moonbyul is taking so long?
"She's coming?"
I did my best to sound like it's no big deal, uninterested even, but deep inside of me, I'm panicking. I feel like my organs are twitching and the beating of my heart seems odd. Moonbyul is coming? Moonbyul is coming?!
"Oh right! I'm sorry, I forgot to inform you. Yes, she'll be with us today after she drops krystal at school. My friend invited us to a party and she asked me to buy her a tux, but I have no sense of fashion when it comes to other people, so I told her to buy it herself if she didn't want any regrets."
"I mentioned our shopping plan today, and she decided she'd go with us this time. Would that be okay?"
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