I get out of the shower dress my boxers and grab my robe to cover myself as I go out of the bathroom to go to the closet and choose what to wear.
P'Kim and Matteo are on my bed just messing in their phones, they look at me as I walk out and I smile at them, I look for something cute to wear, because for the last couple of weeks I've only worn sweatpants and sweatshirts... I end up picking a chemise and a black top to put above it and some jeans. It's simple, it's comfortable and it covers my body nicely.
"What are you two still doing laying there?" I say as I leave the closet "You should be taking a shower to get ready because if we get there late, we are going to have bottles thrown at us!" they laugh at me a little but P'Kim goes take a shower leaving me with Matteo
"You look good!" he says smiling at me
"Thank you!" I say blushing a little
"I would like to see you in the same outfit you wore the night we met, you were all in black and had some kind of makeup, you looked so good, so sexy..." he says and I smile remembering that night, it seems like centuries ago
"Maybe in the future I'll wear something like that again..." I say wanting this conversation to end
"Do you want to talk about it, your change of style?" he asks getting up from bed and coming near me
"No, can we please change the topic?" I ask a bit desperate
"Of course, love, you are beautiful no matter what you're wearing remember that." I smile at him and sit in front of the mirror to start doing my make up.
I don't know why but my hands are shaky, and I need to take some deep breathes, I keep trying to apply the products but every time I look in the mirror, I see someone that is not me. I just keep remembering all the nights that I sat here and practice makeup or when I would go out... I try to hold it together, but I don't know why it really affects me. It's not like I don't know that I changed but I think I'm realising that more and more and with all that it's happening, it's just overwhelming so I put the makeup brush down and sit on the bed next to Matteo
"You aren't going to finish?" he asks looking at me
"I'm not." I say getting closer to him
"Are you okay? Is it because of what I did? Do you not want to go?" he asks a bit concerned
"I just need to get into the party mood but I'm not feeling it." I say
"Do you want me to finish your makeup for you?" he asks
"You know how to do makeup? I ask surprised
"I have no idea, but YouTube has a lot of tutorials." He says and I smile before hugging him
"That's sweet, thank you."
"I do think Kim knows how to do it, he is a musician after all, he puts make up before performing I think..."
"What makeup?" P'Kim asks coming out of the bathroom with just the towel covering his lower parts
"Can you finish Chay's makeup?" Matteo asks him and he looks at me
"I have no idea how to do makeup, but I can call Tay if you want to help you..."
"No, it's okay, you should get dressed and you should go shower." I say to them and the nod but at the same time I can see them exchange looks, even though they don't talk more
P'Kim goes and dresses the clothes that the bodyguards brought, that are very P'Kim, the leather jacket, a t-shirt and some jeans and then he sits beside me. We don't talk but I think we understand each other so I just lean into his shoulder and stay there while he caress my hair.
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A Broken Heart (KimChay fanfic)
FanfictionPorchay was a sweet and innocent kid, but due to his brother he was pushed into a new world, a dark and deadly one. There he meets Kimhan, one of the most powerful Mafia sons. He makes Porchay fall in love with him and they have a fluffy little love...
