𝐎𝐡 𝐌𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 ✿

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟔 : 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒅

The chill air of December sneaked through the narrow windowpane while outside the sky darkened as the wall clock struck 7:04 PM. The room’s lights illuminated as Lisa stood before her mirror, getting ready for the event that was less than an hour away. She eyed the fitted black bodycon maxi dress draped over the chair. 

“Do you need help getting it on?” The blonde-haired girl’s voice floated, already dressed, waiting in the living room while she fumbled with her heels.

“I got it.” 

Slipping the straps over her shoulder and pulling the dress down to her hips, the fabric clung to her in all the right places. As she reached back to zip up the delicate chain, she encountered the first struggle. The zipper refused to budge smoothly, and her fingers grappled with the tiny clasp causing her to grimace. 

“Come on,” she grumbled under her breath, twisting and turning in an attempt to get the zipper to move. The dress felt snug against her chest. She tugged again, managing to get it halfway up.

“Are you sure? You don’t need help?” Rosé’s soft laugh echoed, even as she heard Lisa curse.

With a triumphant grunt and a bit of wrangling, the zipper slid into place; she turned back to the mirror, and her reflection gawked back in surprise. 

She could feel the craftsmanship in every stitch from the intricate embroidery to the subtle sheen that reflected the light. The dress embraced her like it had been tailor-made for her. The delicate straps sweetheart neckline outlined her collarbones, and the fabric flowed over her slender frame, highlighting her toned physique. 

Against the deep, midnight hue, her light skin glowed, while the straight raven hair cascaded down her back along with the bangs she had freshly trimmed at the salon after work, framed her forehead, enhancing her features perfectly.

Slender fingers ran along the fitted bodice, marveling at how accurately it conformed to her. A slight frown tugged at her brow. “How did you know my size, Jennie Kim?” she mused aloud. 

It was baffling, to say the least, how everything fit so perfectly as if someone had taken her measurements without her even knowing. It adhered to her breasts like it had been molded to her body, wrapping around her torso without being too tight, and the length was impeccable—just enough for her to wear heels without worrying about tripping over the hem.

Her gaze wandered to the black satin pumps resting by her bed, which she had tried on earlier and had fit just the right height to further elongate her long legs. As she stood there, admiring the dress, a knock came at the door, jolting her out of her thoughts. 

“Want me to do your makeup?” Rosé asked from the other side.

Now that was an offer she wasn’t going to pass. She made her way to the door and pulled it open only to face the wide-eyed Rosé.

“Whoa, who are you, where is my friend?”  Rosé exclaimed, her eyes roved over Lisa, taking in every detail.

Lisa smirked and shook her head letting her inside. “Same goes for you; where is My Baby Chipmunk?” 

Shrugging her shoulders, Rosé laughed, setting into the room, her heels clicking. “Hand me some comfy sweats, and your chipmunk will be returned,” She promised.

Setting her makeup kit on the vanity, she gestured for Lisa to take a seat. “ Now let’s add a little extra shine to that face. Nothing too much, just enough to make you irresistible.”

While Lisa sat in the chair, she couldn’t help but admire her friend as well. Those youthful cheeks were delicately contoured, her lips painted a cherry shade, and her eyes shimmering under a perfect sweep of eyeliner. Lisa had to be attentive not to leave Rosé alone. There are high chances of Park getting stolen by someone.