7 + 1 Talents ♪ KTH

Chapter 31 / Poison

"You know I am kind of nervous actually."

Taehyung looked at me as if I was alien. "Why? It's just trying the outfits on, nothing more."

I breathed out sharply. "Yeah, but what if it doesn't look good on me? What if I am too chubby to fit in? What if-"

"Bubble calm down."

We stopped in the middle of the hallway and he cupped my cheeks, softly stroking them with his thumbs.

"You will look great, I promise. You're so beautiful, nothing can look bad when you wear it."

With that said he kissed my forehead and grabbed my hand to quickly follow the rest so we wouldn't lose them.

I felt my cheeks burning from his touch and words. Somehow he managed to make me fall for him over and over again. I felt like some crazy teenage girl in love.

The staff led us into different rooms, all by ourselves. When I looked around I saw some different outfit choices, a giant mirror that showed the reflection from 3 different sides and a make up table, as well as a lot of hair and beauty products.

I cringed at the amount, not able to tell how much of this stuff they will put on me.

"Well hello there Miss Min!"

I turn on my heels to find a woman in the door frame. She had a tall frame, her face flawless. Her haur was dyed a brilliant rubin red, her nails manicured in the same colour.

"Are you the make up artist?"

"Of course I am, sit down."

I did as she told me and took a seqt on a rather comfortable looking chaur in front of a make up table with a nice mirrow.

"Alright, did they already tell you the theme colours?"

I shook my head no.

"They wanted to keep it simple, but edgy. The colours will be black, white and red."

"Sounds good."

"Should be start with looking for an outfit? If we have that done, we can think about what make up would match nicely."

She pulled the chair back again and inquired me to stand up. I followed her to the hangers, a big variety in outfits on display.

"Alright, since you have a thin waist and nice thighs, I'd say we go with a skirt." When I looked at her uneasily, she patted me on the shoulder. "Don't worry, it's okay to show your legs off. You have a beautiful pair of legs, so you got to show them."

She seemed to have so much knowledge about what she did, it truly amazed me.

"Well, alright."

"Perfect! Now let me see which one will be it."

She went through the hangers and pulled out various skirts, all matching the given colour pallet.

"Alright. So we have those black ones and those red ones. Depending on which one will look best on you we'll find a nice top to match, and if we're feeling fancy we will add a blazer or something."

I nodded, trying to keep up with her words.

She shoved the stack into my hands. "Now go, try those on. There is a changing room behind the curtain there."

I nodded and went behind it, setting my bag down. The make up artist yelled from behind the fabric.

"Tell me when you're done!"

"I will."

It didn't take me too long to put on the first one, a jeans like fabric skirt in a crimson colour. It had all sorts of chains and star charmes on it.