The way I was holding the phone, started to hurt my hand. I was looking at my phone screen while the minutes seem to be changing faster than seconds.
What should I talk to him? Should I confess to him that I'm his huge fan? I can't lie to him. I was almost shaky.
I can't do this. Maybe I'll just talk to him and say that I'm an army too. I was having a serious businesslike debate with myself. I was completely lost in the theory of that argument that I forgot about the one hour break that sejin mentioned.
My phones screen light flashed over my face when I got the call.
incoming call~Jeon Jungkook~
I have saved his number earlier when sejin sent me. Looking at his name on my phone makes me more anxious. I was the one who was supposed to call him. Why was he calling me?
I mustered all my hidden courage and slide the answer button.
"Hello, This is Jungkook from BTS. I was waiting for your call." I forgot how to speak. I forgot how to put words into a sentence and speak out. My brain was like scribbled paper with random alphabets here and there, when I heard his voice. His voice was sweeter than ever. It was like I'm listening to one of his 8D music covers with headphone on. His words were honeyed.
"Ms.y/n, Can you hear me?" He took my name. Jeon Jungkook Knows my name. I can die in peace now.
I cleared my throat and tried to act like I was okay while in reality, it was the complete opposite.
"Yes, sir. I can hear you. Sorry for making you wait." Sir? I cringed so hard at myself.
"That's alright. I'm on a short break so let's discuss regarding my costumes as fast as possible." He said it very softly.
"Okay sir, Please tell me your requirements and the kind of style you are interested in?" I have softly spoken to match his tone. I'm not sure about the 'sir' business that I'm having with him. Either it was his voice that was making me intimidated or the profession that was demanding me to call him 'sir' though we are of same age.
"I'm interested in street style. Anything that's comfortable and presentable is fine for me. I don't believe in wearing branded clothes only. I go with style and occasion."
He added "Could you try something new for me this time. Maybe you can make it customised. Please meet me tomorrow, We'll discuss further at my studio."
"Sure sir, Whom should I contact for my appointment?" I have asked him with an appealing tone.
"I'll inform my manager about it. You can come directly after you are done with your college. I don't have much work tomorrow, so I'll be waiting for you. See you then." He was above to cut the call but he added something to it
"Please wear a formal dress only." His tone was gravelly serious this time. More than request he was ordering me. To which I didn't feel like disobeying it at any cost.
I opened my cupboard looking for formals to wear. After an hour of searching every single piece of cloth thrice, I understood that I'm lacking formal clothing.
I took out my old trouser pants hanging solely on my cupboard rack. I looked at it for a while. I looked down towards my body and scanned it for a while. 'If I don't have one, then I'll make one.'
I took out two more old shirts. I draped the trouser along with those shirts in such a way that it looks more like a dress over me. I pinned it together well and stitched it in no time. I was satisfied with my effort once I was done with my stitching.
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(The shirts were in Black and grey. It wasn't blue and orange as it is there in the picture)
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I was done with my college. I rushed towards my room with a mini light beam behind me caused by my fastness. I took a bath making myself relieved from my college stress and wore my brand new 'DIY formal dress'.
I put on simple nude make-up and wore formal high-heel boots. I wore powerless nerdy glasses for more seriousness in my look.
I took a cab and went to the destination according to the address that sejin sent me.
I have reached in front of a beautiful bungalow. I have texted sejin instead of jungkook. I would rather disturb his manager than him.
y/n ~I have reached the destination. Where should I go now?~
sejin~ Everyone left for a shoot and jungkook is busy working in his studio. There's no one to guide you in, so please find the way by yourself. Sorry for the inconvenience.~
For some reason, I'm scared to go in. Now that I think about it, I was the one who was trying to prove my innocence, but what about theirs? What if this was all a setup and I was set for some celebrity trap? Even if he was real, what is the guarantee that he is not a playboy kind of guy.
