My Divine Miss Young-Min | J.J.K

CHAPTER 19 : DRESSING TOO COLD FOR THE WEATHER IS WHAT FASHION IS?

Young-Min's Point Of View.

"And this and that. Yah—! That one is beautiful too." Jungkook's voice seeps through the dressing room.

"Ya, Jungkook-ah. Is that your new girlfriend? She's pretty." The owner's voice is heard along with him.

I heard a giggle from them.

Yah! Girly boys?

O—dear. What did I get myself into?

I grab the door handle and open.

"Should I wait longer?" I said and is quite shocked when I come upon piles of clothes lays on the owner's arm.

"Hi—I'm Ho Seok. Jung Ho Seok. This shop is mine. And these you must try." The man beams at me while laying that piles of clothes onto my arms.

"All of these?" I said as I inspect the multicolored items in my arms.

"I don't know what you want, so I guess I choose what I want," Jungkook tells me off nonchalantly.

"But—" I try to argue as I see the short dresses and tight ones.

"No, you gave me a challenge that I can't resist. So, try on." His eyes glare as he pushes me into the dressing room.

"And, don't skip any of the clothes. They are 20 of them. I'll count as you model them outside." His voice impregnates my ears as I pick on a dress.

I touch the materials and look at the price.

Woa, this totally passed my budget.

"Take your time Young-Min-ssi."

Ah. That man is really—

"We got all day."

Me and my silly—silly mouth.

...

I try the 20th dress and starting to enjoy them.

I mean—really enjoying this.

I don't realize I possess some curve.

"Hm—no wonder men check you out. It's a natural thing that everyone appreciates nice looking things. Seeing you as a married woman must make them crazy."

Ah—This Jungkook's words have invaded my inner peace.

How dare of him influencing me like this, I had a son for god sake.

Yet, I can't deny this feeling. Feeling of wanting to be seen as attractive.

How long has it been since I dress to impress? How long has it been since I dress to feel good about myself?

Maybe change is good. Maybe I should change to see what would the world outside reacted to the new me. Maybe I will. I have nothing to risk, right?

My inner minds battle each other as I try the silky dress. It stops to my mid-thigh. I tug at the hem of the dress, but it is at its limit. I look at my reflection. I tug in agony and turn. My ample assets are snuggly shown at the back.

"Your back is—"

I have noticed Jungkook's Adam apple bobs a few time when he sees me in other clothes.

And why did that do chaos thing to my confidence? Hijacking them to feeling smug and happy. O boy.

The feeling of being attractive blossoms in me. It definitely makes me smile.