A/N: help help! jooheon with black hair is amazing and im falling for shownu even more, i cant leave wonho :( but i hope hes alright, he got hospitalised but still performed for us monbebe. how can someone not love this bunny
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Art is definitely a joy for you. It is a pathway for natural healing and at the same time, being a comic artist indulged you in the world of fantasy and drama. You glided the pen on the screen, applying gentle brown strokes on the fictional character you were creating to mould his face with shadows. Your eyes travelled over his whole face and once satisfied, you drew a small red heart. You released the pen and scrutinized the screen, truly admiring the facial traits you designed. It had everything you wanted for in a guy. An adorable eye smile, deep dimples, plump velvety lips and soft black hair. 'What a beauty,'you thought.
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You glanced over to the clock hanging on your pastel blue wall. 'Time for shopping!'you thought as you saved your artwork and switched off the power, preparing to go out to the shopping mall to buy clothes, accessories and a birthday gift for your older brother.
You sauntered to your closet and scanned through the rack of clothes, picking out something which was suitable for shopping. You chose a black faux leather shorts and a long sleeved denim blouse. Since you would be moving from one shop to another, wearing a black glossy oxford shoes are the perfect fit and combination for your comfort and fashion respectively.
After you were settled with the clothes, you wore light make-up which included your base and loose powder for clean and soft complexion. You added more depth to your eyelids by applying eyeshadow, the colour of cinnamon. Afterwards, you wore mascara and a rose red lipstick to finish your look. With a final glance on the mirror, you swept your straight black hair to your right shoulder before leaving the house.
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You walked into a pristine store which was aesthetically decorated. It sold men's apparel, offering clothing of varied styles, shoes inspired from current fashion trends and high quality accessories such as belts, caps and cummerbunds. Indeed, the shop provided everything a man would need to complete their look for different occasions. However, the impressive range of products made your mind even more disconcerted.
"Excuse me, are you looking for something?"you shot your head up only to meet a very familiar face but you didn't know where. He had monolids which you found it a unique trait, tousled black hair, thick scarlet lips and a well-proportioned body, suitable to be a model.
You cleared your throat, realising you were checking him out subconsciously. "Erm well, I'm buying a gift for my older brother."
"Oh I see. Perhaps you can buy him some clothes. We have modern, formal to everyday wear,"listed the salesperson.
"Ironically, I don't know his shirt size even though I'm his sister."
"It's alright. Our body changes when we grow. How about I show you some watches he might like?"he suggested.
You nodded and trailed behind him, allowing him to lead the way deeper into the store. Automatically, you stared at his back and noticed how he looked similar to your brother. He had a rather broad shoulder and a slim waist. In short, a well-toned body.
"Wait!"you stopped him.
He halted in his tracks and turned to you with a cocked brow. You scanned him from head to toe and of course, he was taken aback by how obvious you were. "Y-yes?"he stammered nervously.
You shot your head up to him and nodded your head, agreeing with the similarity of his body which could be comparable to your own sibling. "I think your body and height is similar to my brother so maybe I can buy him some clothes,"you explained your true intention.
"Ooohhh. Sure sure,"he rubbed his nape sheepishly. He was indeed relieved that you weren't pervetic or had any crazy intentions.
He then brought you to the rack of clothes which were categorised in modern, formal and casual apparel but you stopped randomly at the rack which seemed to suit your brother's taste. You glided your fingers on the hangers to see which design would suit your brother. You pulled out one, showing a closer look of a grey turtleneck sweater.
"What does he work as?"asked the salesperson.
"He's a teacher,"you replied and shoved the turtleneck to his chest, measuring and imagining your brother's body size and if it would be suitable for him. Your eyes narrowed and your head tilted as you stared at it with such scrutinity and prudence.
"What size is this?"you asked him.
He took the hanger and searched for the nametag. "Small but a turtleneck sweater can be tight so I always wear size medium,"he suggested.
"Then I'll have size medium,"you said with eyes glued on the rack.
He then took out a long sleeved chambray shirt with the colour of pastel blue. "A lot of customers buy this because the fabric is light and it isn't very outstanding nor too simple,"he suggested.
"Okay. I'll get this in your size as well."
In fact, all the clothes there was fashionable and nice so you depended on the salesperson because as a man, he knows men's fashion. Since the store was indeed exquisite and the apparels were all sold in high quality, you doubted that the prices would be low thus you stopped at two choices just in case your money ran out.
"I'll just get these two. Thank you,"you smiled at him. He nodded and proceeded to the cashier. You followed along to make payment. As you watched him scan the barcode and pressing on the screen of the counter, you couldn't help but to feel familiarise with his face. You've seen it before but you just didn't know where.
"Have we ever met before?"you blurted out.
He clicked his head up and furrowed his eyebrows. His narrowed eyes scrutinized every features on your face but he shook his head since you didn't look familiar to him. "I don't think so."
You rubbed your nape sheepishly and gave him your credit card. He bowed his head slightly as he took it from your hands and scanned it. Once all the payments were made, he put the neatly folded clothes and receipt into a shopping bag and handed your credit card back to you. However, you couldn't brush off the thought that you felt a sense of resonation whenever you looked at him.
"Thank you for shopping here,"he smiled and gave you the bag.
You froze when his lips curved upwards and automatically, his eyes disappeared which you found it lovely and his deep dimples came out.
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You gasped when you realised where you saw him. He looked exactly like the character you created recently. Everything was so similar. It was as if the character popped out from the screen and became a human. 'How can his eye smile possibly look the same?'
