-"This isn't real, you're not real."
-"I am. Believe the truth, believe me. Open your eyes and look around. This is real, I am real. WE are real."
- "W-we...won't...last forever. We can't..."
- "We will be together, forever." "You're my destiny."
...
They made me wear a deep burgundy mini dress, hugging the curves of my body that I usually keep hidden.
It had a mixture of bold confidence and seductive charm, effortlessly balancing edgy with elegance.
I wore a black leather jacket on top, slightly oversized, making me look effortlessly cool, as if I just stepped out of a late-night city adventure.
The patterned fishnet stockings added rebellious edge while drawing attention to the legs I never show.
Moreover, the black chunky boots grounded the look with attitude-powerful, unbothered, and ready to own any room.
The delicate silver pendant necklace hung on my neckline. A subtle, romantic contrast to the boldness, hinting at a softness beneath the tough exterior.
I didn't take Jimin's pendant off.
I didn't want to.
They kept the makeup light. Highlighting my jawline, collarbone and my doe eyes...
Oh and the eyeshade...
It made my sparkling doe eyes shine with dominance.
I looked at the makeup artist and smiled, feeling nervous.
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-"It's okay, don't be nervous. You'll nail it. Fighting!"
She encouraged me, chuckling softly at my nervous expressions.
My heart was pounding.
Photoshoot with.....Park Jimin....
I looked behind when I heard the soft click of the door.
-"I'm do--"
A moment of silence for both of our souls.
His outfit matched with mine.
He wore a black leather jacket, and a black sweatshirt underneath.
Even our eyeshades. The smokey eye look matched perfectly. He had wore rings on his fingers as usual.
And for a moment, my heart dropped to my stomach.
Our eyes locked through the mirror.
I clearly noticed it as he swallowed. His adam's apple bobbed, making me gulp as well.
What the fuck is he thinking!?
I bit my lower lip as I looked away.
-"Uhm...everyone's waiting...outside..."
He spoke in a lower tone, his voice sounded almost......hoarse.
I unconsciously licked my lips and nodded, fixing my dress a little before standing up.
He cleared his throat softly, flashing a small smile.
It's forced.
-"You look....good..."
I had to smile too.
-"You look good too..."
And we both know what our 'good's actually meant.
Going out of the makeup room, I met the cameramen and other staffs.
They smiled widely, approving my outlook.
More like, our outlook.
-"Okay. Guys, let's not delay further and finish our shoots."
The cameramen clapped his hands, gathering everyone's attention.
I and Jimin stood close to each other.
And for a moment, it felt as if we both were deliberately ignoring the other person's presence.
All the while, I kept fixing my dress unconsciously. Sometimes tugging at the silk fabric, or sometimes clutching the jacket tighter.
-"Are you uncomfortable in this outfit? I can tell them to change it if you want..."
I looked at Jimin when he spoke.
Thinking for a moment, I asked instead...
-"Are you sure about this?"
He stared at me for a brief moment before breaking into a soft chuckle.
-"Yup. Pretty much."
-"But I'm not a professional...what if I ruin it?"
-"Then we try again."
He smiled softly at me, my nerves easing at a reflex.
I smiled back at him, trying to keep calm despite my racing heart.
-"The theme is about romance."
My head snapped to the cameraman at his words.
Theme is what!?
Romance!?
I blinked, then looked at Jimin, finding him smiling sheepishly.
-"Actually...my album is about love...you know..."
