Her bitter truth (wlw)

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                          ✿ 𝔖𝔥𝔢'𝔰 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔢 𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔰𝔢𝔯✿

I watched with a frown as Dara kept popping out with the opposite of what I thought she'd pick for me. Dresses, dinner gowns, pink and purple shit, way too chicky for me.

She holds the clothes against my body to see if they'll fit, then compares them with the second option, still on a plastic hanger.

"This one... Uhh.. too bright. I've never seen you on brig.. oh!.. yes!!" She said excitedly like she finally found the perfect dress for me. I didn't even look at the material enough to know what design it is, the colour was discouraging already.

"You don't seem to like any of it" she pouts.

Because I don't miss lady bug.

"I don't know" I replied nonchalantly. I moved away dipping my hands in my pocket to silence my buzzing phone. I hate getting distracted when I'm with her.

"Oh my gosh baby Gigi make a choice already" I frown again. She shortened the whole 'giraffe' thing and has been calling me 'baby Gigi' which really pisses me off.

I like it.

"Not my style" Her expression changes to a sad one instantly. I sigh reaching for her hand but she moves away.
"Do you even know the occasion?" She shakes her head. I bet if she knew she wouldn't have even come here with me.

"No matter what the occasion is you have to look like my little princess" I almost gagged.
"Dara, my dad is trying to set me up on a date with this gu-"

"I'll borrow you my faded pyjamas, let's go home" I chuckle almost immediately. She didn't even let me finish.

"That's why I have to go dressed like a gentleman. I know he'd come there wearing a suit to impress me and I will too" Dara drags me all the way to the men section. The worker follows us looking confused. I dismiss her assuring her we'll be fine.

"You should wear this black one, what's your si-" I pick one up to have look.

"Let's go try this one on" I said without looking up.

"Let's?" She  fixes her eyes on me.

"Yes, you're going into the fitting room with me" She shakes her head dramatically. I meant what I said.

I have other plans

"No ways, I don't think it's allowed here"

"Allowed? I'm not a man, no men are allowed into the female fitting room not the other way around" she looks like she already figured me out, especially now that I can't hide my smirk.

"Jasmine this is not the right place for your tricks" she scolds. I move closer to her relaxing my face by her neck.

"Let's go try this on my lady" I heard the gulping sound. The tension, she hates but loves it.

I grab her wrist leading her to the female section. She's a loyal sweetie pie when it comes to things like this, mostly because she doesn't want to arouse suspicion from the few people around.

As soon as we are in she finally looses her calm " I swear to God Jasmine if you touch me I'll bite your ears out" I trap her against the wall.

"Sounds hot to me" I smile. Dara gets lost in my eyes, then she holds my belt in attempt to push me off but I am faster than her stubborn head thinks she is.

"Jas-" I shut her whisper with a kiss. It was slow, relaxing, gentle and so warm. Although her lips felt soft and cold against mine, it just warms my heart.