CUPID ୨୧ bllk chatfic.

12.

꒰🧸꒱ ; — ENCOUNTER !

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it was 1 in the afternoon and the hotel room looked like it got bombarded. clothes and accessories were practically everywhere.

"i didn't think it would be this hard to choose an outfit." [y/n] sighed. "wear the clothes you feel confident in they say.."

"i look hot in everything." confidence higher than the motherfucking moon fr.

eun-ji giggled at this. "what a narcissist."—"i was kidding." [y/n] replied.

an hour passed and the young model finally finalized the clothes she felt the best in.

[y/n] slid in the personalized and oversized racing jacket. the design was entirely inspired by her own conceptualization of blue lock, it even has the logo and all.

(for reference only.. i fucking need this jacket)

she wore the outfit of her choice under the jacket; standing in front of the tall mirror.

"do you think i look good, eun-ji?" she asked her assistant. "you always look good, ms. [y/n]!"

"i'm not overdoing it, right? i got this jacket tailored just for the team." [y/n] turned to the pink-haired. "i am sure they'll appreciate it!"

[y/n] grabbed her white dior ballet bag and swung it over her shoulder. "i don't recall you purchasing that bag, ms. [y/n]."

"my sugar daddy got it for me." [y/n] saw her assistant's face pale in shock, she couldn't help but laugh. "i was joking, a friend bought it for me."

"which friend?"—"mikage reo! :)"

after cleaning up the hotel room a bit, eun-ji recieved a message. "the van is here. are you sure you don't want to bring a bodyguard with you?"

"i wouldn't want to scare my friends away. besides, i can handle myself quite fine." [y/n] grabbed the banner that she also requested for, rolling it up.

eun-ji started to lecture [y/n] about safety and alertness. "uhm, ms. [y/n] i think you forgot about your disguise."

"of course i prepared a disguise!" [y/n] wore her prada star sunglasses and made a peace sign with her hand, a silly smile on her face.

"you're not even trying.." eun-ji mumbled.

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2:30 pm