Haute Couture {dks ; fanfic} / ON HIATUS

01

Soft materials running down from Meri's fingers as she adored every details of dresses aligned on the golden racks. With the gradient colors of bags rests on pearly white shelves, and sparkling heels arranged on crystal cupboards. Sweet fragrance matches the atmosphere with the Hungarian Rhapsody No. 2 softly playing in the background. Everything in this boutique screams luxury.

Sophistication, exquisite, hi-end. Only in Viveur.

The place where she grown used to.

But what can be more perfect is the man that is just about to enter the place. The man of her dreams as what Meri would always described.

Clings.

There he goes, in hair all down messily yet utterly hot. Rocking in white turtle neck with dark blue suit and black fitted pants from armani collezioni. He indeed looks like he came from anime.

Meri looks straight at him, not minding everything and the rest of the world. For her, every single time that he enters, it's like God opened the gates from heaven where bright lights behind him and chernobyl in trumpets cheering on her sides. The whole place seems on slow motion as he walks without haste like he knows exactly where he is going.

Towards her direction.

Meri trying to look calm and collected, held her head up and was ready to flash him a not-so nervous smile hoping that he will glance at her.

His eyes scanned on the place and there was only one that his eyes didn't lay on, to Meri. His head shifted nearly her way but then-

"OPPA!"

Beamed the girl who quickly stood up from the couch blocking her.

A deep soft voice spoke, Meri knew it was from him. "Did you wait too long? Sorry I was late."

The girl who was now hooked on his arms chuckled. "Aniyo. I just came too. You must be busy oppa." She pouted.

Liar, she's been here for an hour now. Meri thought.

"So have you find any dresses yet?" He asked.

"Not yet. I only pick what you'll choose for me. I trust your fashion sense." She giggled.

She only wanted you to shop clothes for her. Meri refrained herself from rolling her eyes.

"Alright then." He checks at his rolex watch. "Miss can you show me the latest collections?" She watched him as he headed to the couch without looking at her.

"Miss?" The girl was left and glanced at the silver embedded nameplate. "Miss Kim Meri?"

She snapped out and bowed at her politely. "N-ne."

Rushing on the hanging clothes from different places and placing on a wheeled rack in one swift motion. One of the girl with the same outfit as her, gave her a judgmental stare. "Not now Ena." Meri hissed.

"Let's talk later." Ena, her best friend and co-saleslady from the shop deadpanned. She ignored her and pushed the rack towards their customer.

The girl is now annoyingly resting on his chest when Meri came with the clothes. She flashed a smile and bowed at them.

"Ma'am, sir, these are the clothes newly arrived from Milan."

The girl stood up and checks up the dresses, a perfect moment for Meri to silently judge her.

Long curly bleached hair, impressive make-up, and sexy fitting dress from saint lauren. Another materialistic hoe.

"Try it all, let me see if it suits you." He said.

She took one dress and placed on her figure. "Oppa what if these all fits me?"

He smirked. The smirk that Meri will die for.

"Miss?" He calls her. Meri walks at him as a response.

"If it fits her then I'll buy it all." Handing her the famous golden card where rich tycoons in Korea can only own.

Meri bowed at him while tracing her fingers on the letters embossed on the card. Do Kyungsoo.