You'll find out X Reader
Theme: Fluff
Plot: You have been on many dates where people have broken your heart many times, so you slowly give up on love until your best friend and her boyfriend set you up with his bandmate.
First Person
"Come on, girly! It will be fun spending some girlfriend time." My best friend and roommate, Mae, sat in my bed space.
(Yes, I am in this story)
I pulled the covers over my face, wanting to hide away. I haven't been myself; I returned from another wrong date.
Most of the people I go on these dates with either want sex or find me so unattractive. But that isn't what I want.
I want a sweet, kind, honest, funny guy who finds me attractive and wants to be with me.
"I wanna stay in bed forever."
"Oh no, you are not. Come on! Get up"
Before I could protest, the duvet covers were thrown off me and onto the floor. Thank god, I was wearing shorts and a long tee shirt.
"Why?"
"Because you have been in bed for two days, and I am bored. So, get up, wash and dress. We are going out for the day."
"Going where?" I sat in bed, groaning, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.
"Shopping, duh"
I just rolled my eyes; before you know it, I was washed and dressed in the bathroom.
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"Ooo, you will look good in this dress," Mae squealed excitedly, grabbing off a pale baby pink dress.
This dress is a full-length drop. Mae also grabbed a pair of heels that stood a wedge high. They were a beige color.
"Where would I ever wear this dress?"
"On your next date"
"It's a bit too formal, and who said I would be going on another date?"
"Me, and how is this too formal? You would look HOT."
I rolled my eyes, putting the dress and heels back on the rail and shoe rack.
We continue around the shopping center for a few hours before coming out with a few bags of luxury items.
"So since it's Saturday....we can go to our favorite karaoke bar tonight."
A smirk formed on my lips. I knew why she wanted to return to the karaoke bar.
"Oh really? Why do you want to go back there?
We met a few men at the karaoke bar near us a few months ago, and when we found out, the four men at this bar were actually in the band Stray Kids. We had a fantastic time, and I saw Mae exchange numbers with one of them; since then, they have been texting back and forth.
"For the fun, the drinks"
"And, your future husband."
I was nudging her side, playfully giggling. I climbed into the driver seat, switched on the engine, and started driving us back to the apartment to prepare for later.
"Husband? What are you on about? Minho and I haven't been dating for very long."
She quickly covered her mouth, her eyes nearly popping out of her skull. I promptly stopped the car on the side of the room, looking over at my best friend and roommate.
