TWILIGHT ZONE ➭ COBRA KAI

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 SIXTEEN ・*:·. ⇌ ஜ  .·:*

"Moon, a little help?" Giovanna called, as she tugged at the stubborn zipper on the back of her dress. She twisted awkwardly, trying to reach it herself, but it wouldn't budge.

"Coming!" She called from the other side of the curtain, and emerged a moment later, quickly closing the curtain behind her. Moon hurried over, her hands expertly working the zipper until it slid smoothly into place. "There," she said with a soft laugh, stepping back to admire the dress.

Giovanna smoothed her hands down, trying to get a better look at herself in the mirror. It was pretty, a blush pink that complemented her skin tone perfectly. "Thanks, Moon," Giovanna said, turning from side to side to see the dress from every angle. "I love the color, but I'm not sure about the fit," she admitted, adjusting the waistline.

Moon nods knowingly, her body hugged by a white and flowy white dress, strapless and cinched at the waist. Gia gushed, holding Moon out to look at her. "You are so hot in that dress," Giovanna finished, her eyes wide with admiration.

Moon blushes, letting out a giggle. "Thanks, I'm definitely getting it." She spins playfully, as the fabric twirled around her. Gia smiles, then Moon turns to her with a determined look.

"You have one left, come on, take your clothes off!" Gia laughed, shaking her head as she unzipped her own dress.

"Alright, but only because you're so convincing." As Moon leaves her room, she stepped out of her clothes, slipping into the last option. Black, this time.

The dress was black, deep, inky black, but it caught the light with a soft shimmer, tiny specks woven into the fabric like distant stars. The bodice hugged her frame perfectly, structured with a subtle corset shape that pulled in at her waist. Thin spaghetti straps rested lightly on her shoulders, and the neckline curved into a soft sweetheart that made the whole thing feel elegant without trying too hard.

The fabric flowed smoothly down her hips before opening into a bold slit that climbed high along one leg. When she shifted her weight, the sheer outer layer of the skirt moved like smoke around her legs, the darker lining underneath giving it depth.

Gia glanced down at herself in the mirror, smoothing the fabric over her waist out of habit. "I feel like I should be apologizing to someone for wearing this," she muttered.

She inhaled, "Moon?"

A second later the curtain shifted. Moon stepped inside and immediately froze. Her eyes went impossibly wide as they traveled from Gia's shoulders, down the fitted bodice, to the long slit running up her leg.

"Whoa." Moon took a slow step forward, like she needed to make sure what she was seeing was real. "Are you sure you're not into girls?" she teased lightly.

Gia snorted, but Moon didn't even look away from her. "You look incredible," Moon said, her voice softer now.

Her gaze lingered admiringly, a bright smile spreading across her face. Gia felt heat creep faintly up her neck. "Okay, stop looking at me like that," she said, trying to sound annoyed, though the smile tugging at her lips ruined the effect.

Moon crossed her arms, tilting her head. "No."

Gia let out a small laugh, still staring at herself like she wasn't quite convinced the girl in the mirror was her.

"Do you think it's too much?" she asked.

Moon looked genuinely offended. "Absolutely not."

She stepped closer, reaching out to smooth the fabric lightly over Gia's waist like she was fixing something that wasn't even out of place. "This dress was made for you," Moon insisted. "Like, legally. I'm pretty sure they designed it with your exact measurements."