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Playlist
"Earned It"- The Weeknd
"Adore You"- Harry Styles
"Take My Breath"- The Weeknd
"Fire"- BTS
"Into You"- Ariana Grande
"All of Me"- John Legend
"Gravity"- Sara Bareilles
"Home"- BTS
"Electric"- Alina Baraz
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Alba's POV
"So," the woman said, rifling through a rack of dresses. "What's your usual style?"
Turning back to the stylist, you considered her question. "Well, usually I'm pretty conservative. Lots of neutral colors, nothing too flashy. Comfort over style, I guess."
She nodded, a determined gleam in her eye. "I see. Well, tonight we're going to push those boundaries a little. How do you feel about showing some skin?"
Your eyes widened slightly. "I, uh... I'm not sure. Maybe not too much?"
"Don't worry, dear. We'll find something that makes you feel sexy and confident, but still comfortable." She pulled out a slinky black dress with strategic cutouts. "How about we start with this?"
As you examined the dress, a mix of excitement and nervousness bubbled up inside you. This was definitely outside your comfort zone, but isn't that what tonight was all about? "Okay," you said, taking a deep breath. "I'll try it."
The stylist beamed. "Wonderful! The changing rooms are right over there. And remember, this is just the first option. We have plenty more to explore if this isn't quite right."
As you headed to the changing room, dress in hand, you caught sight of Jimin browsing through a rack of men's clothes. He looked up, caught your eye, and grinned.
You couldn't help but wonder: what had you gotten yourself into?
With a smile tugging at the corner of your lips, you ducked into the changing room. After all, only one way to find out.
"Wow, that looks great!" the stylist exclaimed as you stepped out of the changing room.
"There," she said, stepping back to admire. "Take a look."
Slowly, hesitantly, you turned towards the mirror. Your eyes widened as you took in the reflection staring back at you. The slinky black dress fit perfectly, hugging your curves and showing off just enough skin without crossing the line into overtly risqué.
Your eyes roamed around to find Jimin, but he wasn't there. Panic gripped your heart. Where did he go?
"Don't worry, dear. He's probably just in another part of the store." The stylist placed a comforting hand on your shoulder. You went around to look for him as you searched the whole place finally you spotted him sitting on a couch, scrolling on his phone.
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𝑬𝑵𝑺𝑵𝑨𝑹𝑬𝑫 | JUNGKOOK
Fanfic"What are you doing here?" you asked, trying to steady your racing heart. "Hi," Jungkook said unbothered by your question his voice low and smooth. "Do you remember me?" You straightened keeping your posture stiff. "I remember," you replied coolly. ...
