♥︎It's Not A Problem!♥︎ [j∙jungkook ff]

Chapter 12

Is it just me that thinks Oreos are the actual best? Because, lets face it, what else is superior to them????? 🤷‍♀️

WARNINGGGG- LONG ASS CHAPTER!!! This is like two in one, so in the middle I'm gonna have a break lol. :)

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"Mayyyy" I whine through my phone. "I need a dress..."

the other line goes quiet.

"May...?" I repeat myself, is she ignoring me?

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH TODAY IS FINALLY THE DAY!!! OKAY, MEET AT THE MALL ENTRANCE IN 10 MINUTES! I HAVE FIVE PEOPLE TO CALL AND THREE BETS TO COLLECT!!!!" And then she cuts off...

I walk to the 'Grand Shopping Mall' and wait at the doors. Its not that grand, but its pretty big for such a crammed city. While waiting, I watch shoppers come and go. Most are girls, all laughing in an extremely annoying tone, carrying millions of shopping bags on each arm. How do people do this so regularly? The last time I came was three years ago to buy my new school uniform and that was painful!

"Min-ahhh, my darling!!!" May hugs my tightly on arrival. "Lets get shopping!!!" She drags me to the very end of the Mall, the expensive end.

"You know I can't afford this!" I pull on her arm. "Why can't we buy something in the cheap shops?"

"Are you kidding? Your loaded!! One dress won't hurt and your dad won't even know!" She yanked me into the shop.

"But I don't want to use his money! I want no connection with him." She stops, seeing I'm upset.

"Look, he's your dad. Whether you like it or not, he loves you. Every week he pays you £200 for food. But you use the money you earn yourself right? So why don't you spend some of that money, spoil yourself." She gives me a big hug "You deserve to look like a princess after working all your life. Don't think about him, think about yourself."

Her words really get to me. May is right, its my money I use on myself. I've never used the money he gave me, its just sitting there. I deserve a least one nice dress... Screw it!

I jump up and into the changing room, as May passes dresses through.

"Hun, how about red? You have such big curves from all that boxing that your gonna look like an American model or something!!!" She shoves hand full more through the door.

"Are you saying I'm too fat to wear most of these dresses?" I open the curtain, currently wearing a very tight fitting dress.

"NONONONO! Im saying that your not a skinny stick like all these girls who think they are goddesses, you look healthy and actually have something to you other than bone. Plus.." She wriggles her eyebrows at my chest. I gasp, shutting the curtain quickly. "Your stunning."

I try on dress after dress. All are red and make me look like I dance for money...

"Can I just... not have red. What about black?" I hear her huff before handing me a new piece to try.

I put it on, and honestly, I don't recognise myself. It was tight in the waist but flowed at the ends. At the top was a sweet-heart neck line (((A/N yes I had to look this up don't @ me! Look it up if u don't know but its kinda like two semi circles))) that went into a strapless top. Ive never liked how I look, but to be fair, I looked pretty damn good.

I step out from behind the curtain and call May. She turns around and looks at me, and then bursts into a high pitched scream. I guess that means this is the one.

After buying my new item of clothing and a new necklace, pair of black heels and bow for my hair, we go back to Mays house. Ive never really worn make-up, only a dob of foundation if i have a spot. But May... May is the queen of make up. She lays it all out on her bed, and well, I can't see her bed anymore.