ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴀʟ || 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘟 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ||

Where it all starts

Author's Pov:

Mila: "How about this dress?"

Y/n: "The color doesn't really suit you."

Mila: "Ugh, this is the tenth dress!"

Y/n: "Well you asked for my help and I'm just making sure my girl looks good. Where is he taking you anyways?"

Mila: "He said we are going to a fancy restaurant."

Y/n: "Ok, so white is definitely a no for this occasion since your kinda a messy eater."

Mila: "HEY! That was uncalled for!"

Y/n: "Just being honest ma'am."

Mila: "Ok, now what about this one?"

Y/n: "I-"

Mila: "You don't like it right?"

Y/n: "No! I mean it's perfect."

Mila: "Really? (Chuckles)"

Y/n: "Yes, like miss girl, I'm on my knees for you. You blessed my eyes with your beauty."

Mila: "Ok ok, Stop. You're making me blush."

Y/n: "Mhm, Mr.Jung Hoseok has competition."

Mila and Y/n begin laughing. But then they walk over to the counter to pay for the dress.

Cashier: "Your total is $305.87."

Mila: "Uh did you hear that?"(Whispering to Y/n)

Y/n: "Yes, maybe you don't need to look that good for him. I mean me seeing you wear it is more than enough."(Y/n whispers back to Mila)

Mila: "Girl, we are rich remember?"

Y/n: "Oh yeah...I guess"

Mila pays for the dress and they go to Mila's place. They are now in Mila's room.

Y/n: "So you're going on a date with a guy you've talked to and known for about 8 months?"

Mila: "Yes, Y/n."

Y/n: "How come I've never met the dude?"

Mila: "Cause the times when I wanted to introduce you two, you're always busy or he is busy."

Y/n: "Oh, WELL it's not my fault."

Mila: "Well I guess since it's always something from your father."

Y/n: "Well does your little boyfriend even have a job?"

Mila: "He does, he is a fashion designer."

Y/n: "Ohhh ok. Just gotta make sure my girl isn't going out with no hobo."

Mila: "Well I'm done getting ready and he should be here in a couple of minutes."

Y/n: "I guess it's time for me to leave."

Mila: "Yeah, bye girl."

Y/n: "I'm gonna need the details later."

Mila: "(Chuckles) Yeah yeah, I gotchu."

So with that Y/n leaves Mila's place and is walking towards her car. Once she is in her car, she gets a text from her father.

Father: "Come to my office. I need to tell you something important."

Y/n: "Ok, I'm on my way"

Author's Pov:

Y/n sighs and starts driving to her father's company building. As she drives there she starts to think about the moments she had with her father. Though there weren't many memories they shared, there was one that she held onto. It was when she was 10 years old. She and her class had a play, which was based on the story of Cinderella.