Jungkook POV:
"What about this one.This one will suit you Kookie. Do you wanna try this one? Oh actually this one-"
"Hyung,why are you suddenly so excited to buy me clothes?"
"Well-ah-I don't know... It's just that now we have an actual place to live, I have more money to spend. And umm, your dad never bought us nice clothes. I want to let you have the chance to get the clothes that you want. If that makes sense..."
"Hyung~ You don't need to. We don't even have that much money left."
"Shhh Kookie,"he placed a finger on my lips "I am going to buy my little brother some nice clothes and that is that. Now what do you think of this one,it's nice isn't it blah blah blah-"
His words were started to become incoherent as my attention was brought somewhere else.
"Oh my god, what the actual fuck. This ones got like five arm holes. Does this look like some fucking arachnid clothing store? Blah blah blah-"
Still not really paying attention to the words my brother was saying, my eyes wondered to the other section. I could feel my jaw slightly open, as I looked at the the other section with curious eyes.
"Fucking hell! Why have these jeans got so many holes in them? I can barely see the actual jeans - Kookie, are you listening?"
I was snapped out of my day dream and turned my head back to Yoongi who was holding a small scrap of denim limply hanging off of a hanger. Yoongi turned around to put the so called 'jeans' back.
"You seem a little distracted. What were you even looking at?" he asked looking around in the same direction I was looking before. He then came to a halt.
"Oh, I get it now." he said smirking.
"Huh?"
"You could've just told me if you wanted to try girls clothes."
"N-no! Its n-not like that."
"So you definitely don't want to see the girls section,then?"
"I didn't say that..." I muttered with my head low.
"So you do want to go see the girls section?"
"I don't know...M-maybe."
"Well come on then."
Yoongi took hold of my hand and took me through the numerous aisles of clothes that we could probably never be able to buy before. Once we arrived, my eyes took in the many racks with clothes of pinks,blues,blacks and many more colours. My eyes seemed to wonder more to the pastel hues.
It just made me remember the times of when I used to like wearing more 'feminine' clothes ,when I was younger. My dad used to despise it, whenever I wore girly clothes. He'd go absolutely mad, yelling at me for wasting money just to dress like a ... I don't want to say it. It's a naughty word.
It also made me remember the times when I'd stare in envy at the girls who'd be wearing expensive tops which were adorned with lace pieces,flowers,sequins etc. While I would probably wearing the cheapest shirts from the charity shop as well as hand me downs from Yoongi. And when I did decide that I was brave enough to wear girls clothes, I would get teased . A lot.
I still remember the time when I stupidly decided to wear a pink cropped hoodie to school. Just thinking about it is making me want to cry...
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"Yoonie,do you like my new top?'
"Of course,but don't you think it's a but uhh...girly for you?"
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