𓆩♡𓆪 My Angel (UN x Male CH Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪 Fragments of a present

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(Y/n)

"What... Is this?" I turn to look at myself in the mirror not completely sure what my outfit was supposed to be. "It's traditional, it's called a Zowing or a stain suit in english" Un finished tying white ribbon to my exposed stomach making me slightly embarrassed at the feeling of his warm hands brushing such a sensitive area. "I think it looks great" Eu commented, watching from the sidelines. "It really.... matches ya know" He motioned to me as a whole making me tilt my head in the mirror at the matching colors.

"Maybe..." I was never one to wear just white as it made me look plain but for some reason, I liked this outfit. It was a short sleeved white blouse that cut off leaving my stomach exposed, a white ribbons being tied and shown there. The pants were white too, in a similar style as the shirt and cut off around my knees. The whole thing was simple, very... free, but also pretty exposing if I'm being honest.

"Can you remember it's significance to your culture?" Un asked as he eyed me up. "Is it..." I feel like I knew why but I wasn't all that sure.

"Be confident in your answers (Y/n)" I heard him say to me from where I was looking at him in the mirror. "To get dirty?" I began almost as a question. "Was this the one that was supposed to be dirty at the end of the day?" I finally turned to look at his head on. "Correct" He smiled at me. "Yay he did it wooo!" Eus words made me smile.

"Your people started this tradition as far back as 300 years. How dirty the outfit is signals how much fun was had, and therefore how well an events host is at pleasing a guest" I hummed at the information and looked down at myself. "What about the ribbon?" I asked noticing how Un didn't even look at me, too focused on tying it a certain way. "Sexual maturity"

"Huh!?" The answer stunned me a bit, embassment flooding and subconsciously making me cover my midsection. Eu began chuckling from the sidelines, "Why'd you say it like that?" He questioned Un with a smile, the other man now done tying the cursed ribbon. "How else was I supposed to explain it?" He shrugged, looking over my outfit once more.
"I can name about five better ways"

The two continued talking as I stared at myself, a little embarrassing and cold but happy overall. "(Y/n)" Eu got my attention. "The ribbon means you're single" He said simply, standing up from where he was sitting on the floor. "I'ma go get changed and meet you guys at the door" He waved, walking out of the room.

"I guess that was a better way of saying it" Un commented, a hand on his hip. I let out a chuckle, my eyes going back to the mirror. "Are there other colors?" I asked watching him smirk lightly. "You tell me. These are your traditions after all"

Right.

Putting on the white slipper like shoes next to me and smiled hearing Un clap for me. "You look great" He spoke sweetly. "Thanks-
"(Y/n) you ready?" My fathers voice cut me off from downstairs, "Coming dad!" I glanced at Un anxious for my dad to see me. The other only smiled encouragingly.
Taking a breath, I quickly went downstairs with high hopes. "Oh my, look at you!" Mr. Cho beamed from the front door, his hands clasped and a large smile on his face that was quickly becoming a signature for him.

"You ready (Y/n)- oh" I noticed my dad tilt his head at the gap in my clothing. "That's a bit of skin, something new?"
"It's traditional" I tried to defend myself, shifting from one foot to the other in nervousness. I noticed Eu walk downstairs in the same outfit and lightly tap my shoulder in comfort. "Hm okay..." My dads eyes narrowed "Quite scandalous if you ask me"

"It's a good thing no one asked you then"

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Germany