I'm DESTINED to be HERS (EXO FANFIC)

Chapter 20

While were still on the car, we created a tons of conversation. He's really fun and interesting to talk to. Very sensible and sometimes funny. We've became closer after that long conversation. Now I know why he was known as quite a talker of EXO. "So, where are we heading?" I asked. "Gangnam-gu. We'll start there." I nodded. I started fiddling  my fingers and bit my lip. I was fidgeting. "I know you want to ask something." I looked at him flustered. "Eh?" He smiled, not looking at me. "Malhae~" (Trans:tell me) I bit my lip and silently sighed. "Gung-geumhae" (Trans:I'm curious) "Mwoga?" (Trans:about what) "Ne yeoja chinguneun eotteon seutail-ui seutail-eul wonhani?" (Trans: What style does your girlfriend want?) He scoffed a laughed. I guess remembering her brings joy itself. Like you weren't like that with your ex before. My conscience added. I inwardly frowned. "I'm just curious. Since I'll be choosing some clothes for her I must know her style right? So she'll like it." I explained myself. The car halted in front of the... Oh my greeks! Prada?! I gulped. I nyeoseog-eun don-i manhda. (Trans:This guy has a lot of money)

"Just choose whatever suits your taste. It will work." He said and left the car. How could that even work? He knocks on my window telling me to come out. I opened the door and looked at him in confusion. "Ya! how will that even work." He chuckled and mess with my hair. I whined. "Just do as I say." He said and walk inside the shop. Even in Afro wig, his presence still demands attention. I frowned and followed him inside. Good ol'zeus of greece. The store screams dollars. I looked around and gawked at the designs inside. From clothes to shoes to bags. Though most of them aren't my style but it's beautiful. If Dawn was here, she'll probably run around and try one of them.

"Are you just gonna stand there gawking?" Se Hun whispered to my ear which sends shivers down through my spine and took a step back. "Ya!" I whisper-yell at him. He just chuckled and shook his head. Remind me how did he became my bias again? "Hello, maam, sir. How may we assist you?" The lady approached us. "Can you recommend some clothes and shoes for her?" I looked at him with my forehead creased. The lady looked at me and smiled. "Sure sir. Right this way ma'am." The lady gently pushed my back. I looked at Se Hun who was now sitting comfortably on the couch with his legs crossed. He raised a thumbs up at me while grinning. I frowned. So I'll be modeling the clothes he'll give to his girlfriend. This is the kind of help he was referring to I guess. What if I'm not the same size as her?

"What kind of style do you prefer ma'am?" I mentally face palmed. This is what I was implying awhile ago. "Just choose whatever suits your taste. It will work." Se Hun's words replayed inside my head. I blew a breath and smiled at the lady. "Casual street?" The lady nodded and asked assistants to picked the clothes for me to try-on. She faced me smiling. "Ma'am, if you may I would like you to try on some chic styled clothes. If it's okay with you. Those style seemed to suit you well." I bit my lip. This may be good. It might be his girlfriend's style. "Okay sure. It's fine." She nodded again and choose the clothes herself. My eyes wonder around the place. Even their fitting room screams dollars. It's so luxurious. The interiors were prim and fine.

"You should try this one first ma'am." The lady handed me five pairs of clothes that were stylishly matched. I nodded and started with the striped b&w 3/4 sleeves-top, black fitted pants, leather jacket, and matched in matte black stilettos. "This is chic alright." I muttered. I looked at myself in the mirror and I blinked a few times. Besides from my faded jeans and tees, and disranged Korean styles. I've never worn anything like it. This is fresh. "Ma'am if you're done please come out." I heard the lady said. "Uh--o--okay." Flustered, I went out. She smiled in satisfaction. "Let's go." She said and guided me to where Se Hun was. He's still sitting reading a magazine. He seemed engrossed at it. He peered at us then just stayed that way. My forehead creased. Was the clothes doesn't match his taste? Or was it it just doesn't suit me. Oh well, his girlfriend suits better on this style for sure.    "Uh--Chogiyo." (Trans:excuse me) I attempted to catch his attention. He clears his throat and closed the magazine and took a look at me. I can't help but feel shy at the way he looked at me. It's really not relaxing when you're being casted an eye over of not just a stranger but Se Hun Oh.