Park Jimin is a young Junior in high school that just wants to live...but it wasn't easy.His father died from a car accident, and his best friend, Jeon Jungkook, has lost the sparkle in his eyes. After weird events with his friends and known enemies...
Remember to get your tissues cause this chapter is sick *disappears into my corner* Enjoy!
JIMIN'S POV
Surprisingly, the last outfit kind of fits well with my surroundings. Black, short-sleeve crop top. Light blue shorts and fishnets underneath. If I'm going to dress as a girl, I might as well make it believable. Luckily, I had decided to bring some simple makeup pallets.
Don't worry, Jungkook. I came prepared for your sneaky bullshit.
I colored my eyes a deep gray, added a sharp line of eyeliner, then applied cherry blossom lipstick. All I need is a wig for a complete transformation. I walked out of the bathroom to be greeted by a click of a camera.
"Delete it," I ordered bitterly. He giggles,
"Nope. My baby is looking hot! The world needs to know that you're mine."
"Aniyo~" I whine," I haven't crossdressed in so long! I look so lame-"
"Yah! Watch your mouth. Not even you can insult you! No one is allowed to speak such things about my ChimChim. No one," he warns me. The possessiveness and security in his voice send a bolt of electricity up and down my spine.
"Can we leave already?" I question not wanting to continue the conversation. He stands from his sitting position on the bed and walks up to me to lace our fingers together. At that, we head out of the door with anticipation coursing through my veins. We were on the 67th floor of the building, so we took the elevator down to the lobby. The bustling of people in their fancy attire crowded the tiled floors. He held my hand tightly as we exit the building. Thin, warm air carded through my hair as we stepped out. I scan my surroundings in awe. Beautiful, historical buildings covered the street corners. Tourists flooded the streets. I couldn't help but turn towards Jungkook and kiss him thankfully.
"Saranghae," I whisper sweetly. We continued to walk, hand in hand, by some stores. The fashion here is better than what I expected. More expensive too.
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"Oh. My. God!" I run to a shop a few yards ahead of us, completely leaving Jungkook behind. My face was practically pressed against the glass as I stared in amazement. It was such an extravagant dress.
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(That's the dress he's looking at rn)
"Wow...it's gorgeous..." I whispered to myself. I soon sensed Jungkook behind me, also admiring the dress. He kisses the crown of my head,
"You'd look great in it." I blush at the statement.
"I wanna get a closer look at it. Can we go inside?"
"The worker is going to think we're getting married."
"So what? I'm probably going to marry you anyway," I carelessly state without filtering my words. Though, he did end up dragging me into the store in a heartbeat. I browsed the content against the walls and in the middle of the wooden floors."Jungkookie, what do you think about this one?" I point to another beautiful piece. He was just quietly standing by the door,
