Chapter 17: Slightly Naughty Thoughts

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Hmm...What should I wear... I wonder, starring into my small wardrobe, a towel wrapped around my hair, wearing nothing but a pair of matching black underwear and bra. My eyes wander through the many hanging blouses and dresses before accidentally travelling down to my shoes at the bottom of my wardrobe. I look at each pair before stopping on a pair of black, platform ankle boots. They are one of my comfiest shoes, I admit, deciding I'll wear these shoes.

Now what should I wear with this...Oh, I know. I walk over to my draws after formulating an outfit in my head. I open the second draw and pull out a black, stretchy leather/pleather skirt out. I then slide the body-con like skirt on whilst stumbling back to the open wardrobe. I pull the skirt up to around my belly button. I then search through my hanging blouses until I find the one I'm looking for, an olive button down blouse with three quarter length sleeves. I remove it from the coat hanger and swing it over my shoulders, slipping my arms through. I do the buttons up apart from the first two and last two. Instead I tie the a knot with the hem of the blouse.

Ah no! This is the wrong skirt for those shoes, I then realise after getting dressed, pouting and whining slightly to myself. Any pencil skirt and ankle boots together on me makes me look shorter and chubbier then what I actually am. I let out an exasperated sigh as scan through my other pairs of shoes, somewhat knowing that my feet will be feeling pain today.

Just as I'm about to decide on a pair of shoes, I hear Suho's voice shouting down the halls "WE'RE LEAVING IN 5 MINUTES!!!" That statement makes me hold my breath in shock, my eyes almost popping out of my head.

"Sh-sh-shiiiiiiiitt..." I managed to breathe out with a shaky voice, hands slowly grabbing fistfuls of my hair, scratching my scalp slightly. "I haven't even done my makeup yet," I exclaim with the same shaky voice before snatching my makeup bag off of my desk and racing out of my room. I bump into multiple other rushing bodies in the hallway before making it to a rather cramped bathroom. I push my way past Chen and Baekhyun to get to the front of the mirror, both hogging the mirror to either style their hair or put their faces on.

"Aye! Quit shovin', F/N," Baekhyun complains, shoving his shoulder into mine,asking me bump into Chen. "Sorry," Baekhyun apologises to Chen, railing what he did. I simply bump Baekhyun's side with my hip as an attempt to get him back before pacing my makeup bag down on the bathroom counter an unzipping.

"Oh, crap, F/N. Hah, i don't think you'll have enough time to put on your whole face," Chen laughs next to me, combing gel in his hair before putting a cap on. I scrunch my face at him through the mirror which only makes him chuckle more. He grabs all of his belongings before leaving the bathroom, creating more space in the bathroom. I shuffle over to give myself and Baekhyun more room when Xuimin suddenly enters the bathroom.

"Ugh, seriously," Baekhyun whines as he's about to start his eyeliner. I roll my eyes an shuffle back to the centre, leaving room for him.

"Thank you," Xuimin cheekily says as he stands next to me in the cramped area. I watch Xiumin through the mirror, already beginning too what he needs to whilst I just stand there like a stunned mullet, knowing that Chen was right.

"I don't have enough time to do my full face..." I whine in a whisper but audible enough for both of them to hear despite the usual ruckus going on in the rest of the house.

"I don't understand why you even need to do a full face. It's perfectly fine without it," Xiumin tells me as he puts moisturiser on his face, mushing his cute, chubby cheeks. I look down,slightly ashamed that I made him feel as though he had to say that. I grab my powder foundation and big fluffy brush out of my bag deciding to go for the all natureal look. I ignore Xiumin's comment and continue with what I'm doing, not wanting to continue the conversation.

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