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short skirt › IRENE ver. (requested)

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It was no secret that you hate being put in revealing clothing, especially for a stage performance. Firstly, it's majorly uncomfortable for you to dance in, and you always fear that your performance will come off awkward due to this. Secondly, you simply don't like showing your skin like that.

So in conclusion, you don't like wearing revealing clothes. So why has your stylist put you in exactly that? You know that the outfit was decided on a while ago for the dress rehearsal, but you're still not over it.

You're sitting backstage of an award show, clad in an all-too-short black skirt, a black bralette, black knee-high combat boots, and a black belt around your waist.

As you sat there, waiting for it to be your time to perform, you couldn't help but constantly move around in your seat. You kept tugging down your skirt. It felt as though everyone in the room was staring at you, although deep down, you knew they weren't.

"Y/N-ssi, it's time!" Your manager called out.

You stood up and walked towards him with a nervous smile. When you reached him and began to walk alongside him to the edge of the stage, his hand hovered over the small of your back as he looked over at you with a worried look in his eyes.

"Are you sure you're going to be able to perform?" He asked.

You swallowed thickly, but nodded. "Don't worry about me, Oppa. I'll try my best, I promise." You assured him.

He sighed, but gave you an encouraging pat on the back. The touch made you shiver, another reminder of your outfit.

As soon as you stepped on stage, you put up a confident act and walked to the center with your head held high, as the spotlight followed you for the intro. You smiled at the crowd and then the song began.

WITH IRENE.

Irene was simply zoning out, waiting for the next performance to start. She was really tired and wanted to go home, but she unfortunately had to sit through this award show.

She was brought out of her daydream when Wendy nudged her arm with her elbow. The action seemed frantic. Irene turned to look at the other.

"What?" Irene asked.

Wendy looked at Irene with wide eyes and then pointed at the stage. Irene hadn't even noticed that the next performance had started.

And, oh, boy was she shocked to see who it was. At first, all she saw was the outfit, which she thought was cute, but when her eyes locked onto the face, her mind blanked. It was you.

Irene and the girls are well aware that you don't like it when the stylists try to give you revealing clothes, and you always refuse, so how did they manage to get you to agree?

Irene kept a blank face for the entire duration of your performance, as she was busy thinking about how uncomfortable you must be, and ways to console you since she knows that you're bound to cry after this performance. She knows how sensitive you are when it comes to letting your fans down.

After the award was completely over and everyone received their awards, Irene and Seulgi (the rest of the girls stayed behind) immediately headed backstage, where they knew you'd be.

Upon reaching your dressing room, Irene knocked gently. "Y/N? It's me, baby." She said softly.

On the other side of the door, you sniffled and blew your nose again, threw away the tissue, and then stood up to open the door. When you did, Irene and Seulgi quickly came in and shut the door behind them so as to not let anybody see inside.

Irene frowned when she saw your state; red, watery eyes, a red nose, and tears staining your flustered cheeks.

"Oh, come here, my love." She called out quietly. You didn't hesitate to walk into her arms and hug her tightly. You were still in the outfit so her hands on your back made you shiver.

Seulgi must've noticed it, because she took off the jacket she was wearing and draped it over your shoulders.

Irene kissed your forehead lovingly. "You did great out there, baby girl, I promise. I promise. You know I wouldn't lie to you." She whispered.

"But-" You spoke up, ready to criticize yourself, regardless of her reassurance, but she cut you off.

"Baby. Baby. I understand how you feel, I do. Not to say that your performance was bad, because it was amazing, but what's one bad performance? You put your all into it, regardless of the fact that you were thrown out of your comfort zone. You put on a great show tonight, one for the history books, and I will continue to tell you that for the rest of our lives if I have to."

Irene grabbed you by the chin and pressed a kiss to your lips, and then proceeded to pepper kisses around all over your face, making you grin. Maybe she's right.

"I love you." You whispered to Irene. "You too, Seulgi, I love you all." You said as you looked over at Seulgi.

You then kissed Irene again, and when you pulled away, you whispered against her lips, "You all mean the world to me."

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QOTD : Bias in Red Velvet?
AOTD : I don't really stan RV, but I listen to their music, and I'll have to say that I really like Wendy and Seulgi.