gucci baby ⋯ kim taehyung

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"Welcome to Gucci." The term was used so much that it almost felt like a series of sounds mushed together to greet each and every person who entered the high-end store every time that little bell shook above the all-glass door. The store was essentially silent and calm. Few ventured inside the spacious store for the prices of earrings surpassed the price of one's rent. There was always the group of schoolgirls who would come to the store once school ended and try on the clothes, leaving the store a mess and relying on the underpaid staff to clean up after their messes.

Yuna was new to the staff. Originally, she thought that working for such a luxurious store would allow her to better provide for herself, and while the pay was somewhat higher than her previous job, she found herself getting bored more than anything. She stood in the store, straightening out the shirts she had just touched up an hour ago, trying to pass the time before she was able to leave.

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"Welcome to Gucci." The exhausted and unenthusiastic young woman spoke, her grey eyes focusing on the single wrinkle evident in the blue button up shirt. She used her pointer finger and gently ran it over the soft fabric, hiding the imperfection temporarily.

"I hope you're not paid based off of morale," a deep, rough voice spoke from within the store. Yuna's eyes darted up from the shirt, surveying the store. Her hand froze. A tall man stood on the other side of the store with his back to the intimidated girl, his blue hair causing her fear to turn to curiosity.

She approached the man slowly, wary of his demeanor, but mindful of the paycheck she hoped to receive at the end of the week.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" she asked in a higher pitched, more polite and somewhat more exuberant tone of voice. Her hands clasped together at her waistline as she watched his jaw clench as he turned his body to look at her. His height surpassed her by no more than four inches. His dark eyes overlooked her thin and dainty figure, his full lips forming into a demonic looking smirk. Yuna grew uncomfortable under the gaze of this stranger.

"You're new," he simply stated, venturing over to the shoe section. "Pardon?" the frightened woman said as she followed him. His long fingers ran over the black leather of the infamous Gucci slides. "I haven't seen you here before," he said, his attention now on another pair of shoes Yuna personally felt were ugly. "Oh. Yes, I was just hired," she explained, not knowing what else to say to the mysterious stranger.

He turned to look at her, placing his hand in the pocket of his black dress pants. A full suit. He must be a businessman. A tailored suit. A rich businessman. His dangling earrings swayed in the aftermath of the sudden movement.

"I'm looking to purchase a necklace for a female friend of mine. What do you recommend?" His voice was calm, yet it demanded a response and the underlying impatience laced in his tone sent shivers down Yuna's entire body. She hurried over to the women's jewelry section, the sounds of his feet heavily colliding with the marble floors causing her to quicken her pace.

"Are you looking for something more simple or something elaborate?" Yuna inquired, trying to narrow down the options. His eyes searched Yuna's pretty face, and with the lick of his lips, he said, "I'm thinking she would like something simple. Something so basic that it wouldn't catch the eyes of others but something so pricey and dainty that it makes her feel special." Yuna was taken aback by his abstract and deep explanation. Nonetheless, her head nodded, resulting in her dull shoulder-length hair to shake, catching the attention of the unwavering stranger.

She gladly turned her eyes away from the observant male, picking out a simple silver choker littered with diamonds. She picked up the piece of expensive jewelry and draped it over the palm of her hand so he could see it better. His face inched closer to her open palm as he watched the item as if he wanted to see if it would sprout legs and walk out of the store.