her | 그녀 (bts au) | ON HOLD!

make me pretty and i'll paint your nails

Luna woke up to the feeling of being shaken, her eyes lazily peeling open to being met with Namjoon's dimpled smile. 

"Hey love, are you okay to go to dinner?" He spoke delicately, allowing Luna the ability to sit up and to rub her eyes, her head still feeling a bit fuzzy. 

"M'fine, but when did I fall asleep?" she asked, her head subconsciously tilted to one side her mouth pulled into a pout. 

"Uh about 20 minutes ago, the idiots that we left you with gave you too much medicine and you became a little, uhm," he paused to think of the right word, "delusional?" 

The word was ended with a hard question mark and Luna felt her whole face darken and warm while her eyes widened.  She remembered what happened only moments ago, although they felt far away and faded. 

"Oh my god," she groaned out in embarrassment, "I was acting like a numbskull, oh my god," 

Her hands came up to her face and she dragged them down dramatically. Namjoon kept a smile on his face at her overdramatic reaction. 

"Should I leave it to you to get ready then? Wear something moderately casual," 

Luna shrugged and nodded in response leading Namjoon to give her hair a quick ruffle before leaving through the open door of her bedroom. Just as he was about to leave he paused and turned around with a shit-eating grin, 

"Don't think you're off the hook for cursing this morning, Yoongi reminded me on the way home," 

Luna groaned again, this time with attitude. 

"Do you want me to make it worse?" Namjoon added, his head tilted cockily to the side. 

"No," Luna grumbled, her face pulled into a bratty pout. 

"Good answer, and with that, I'll leave you to get ready,"

He closed the door soundlessly behind him leaving Luna to her own devices. She swung her feet over the edge of the bed and rested them on the floor for a moment before getting up to rummage through her closet. A throb came from her neck and a hand came up to lightly rest on it. The bite from the previous night, which felt way too long ago, was again tightly bandaged with fresh gauze. Luna only let her hand linger for a moment before deciding that it would probably be best to wear a turtleneck to mask it slightly for her own sake. And with that in mind, she picked out a white long-sleeved turtleneck, a black graphic tee shirt to layer on top, black jeans with white stitching that fit quite loosely, and her still dirty and nasty white tennis shoes. 

Luna changed quickly and decided that it would be a good idea to splash her face with some water and to apply a little makeup to make her appearance better to stomach. In hindsight, she probably should have splashed her face with water before getting changed since she now faces the risk of drenching herself in sink water, but what can she do now that she's all done. 

She finished applying some chapstick and decided to fix her hair by finger combing through it and spraying some dry shampoo too. Luna took a moment to look at herself in the mirror before noting that her hair was getting too long and that her hair color has become a bit boring. She chose to keep that in mind as she decided to apply some clear lip gloss and to put on some mascara and blush since she felt a little underwhelmed with what she had done. Finally, she spritzed herself with some sweet smelling body mist and called it 'good enough'. Luna grabbed a black jacket and a red plaid scarf, which she wrapped neatly around her neck. She closed her bedroom door and walked to the living room where everyone else was gathered chatting happily. 

Luna dramatically draped herself over Jungkook's shoulder just to bug him a bit and to get his attention, what she didn't expect was his hand to wrap around her and to stand up with her still draped over his shoulder like an accessory. Luna let out an audible "oof" and then a stream of laughter.