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"Miyoung, here's your dress."

Miyoung stared at the dress with her eyes wide open, "wow, this is beautiful."

It's a beautiful pink dress, with white gradient on the bottom of it. It looks elegant, and the style fits her. 

"You like it? Jaemin-hyung chose this dress, he said it suits you." Jisung said

Miyoung smiled, staring at Jisung while nodding exitedly.

"Woah, Jaemin did a good job choosing the dress." Renjun said

Jeno nods. "Yeah, the dress is beautiful, especially if it's Miyoung that's going to wear it. It'll be more beautiful."

Haechan smacks Jeno's head playfully. "She's Jaemin's girl, come on. Stop being so whipped for her."

Chenle laughs at them all. "Miyoung, you need to get ready now. Jaemin-hyung is currently busy with the rest of the 127 hyungs, including Mark-hyung. He will be back later, but he called someone to style your hair and do your makeup."

"Really? Who?" Miyoung asks

Jisung nods, pulling Miyoung's hand. "Yes, it's 5pm now, since it's a ball dance party it will start at 8pm so you better get ready now." 

——🌟

"Eonnie, do I look okay?" Miyoung asks

Yeri nods. "Of course! You look amazing, I'm sure Jaemin will be head over heals for you when he comes back."

"Yeah, you look gorgeous." Irene said

Miyoung smiled at them. "Thank you for helping me."

"No problem, since our job is done now, we need to go." Irene said

"Okay, once again thank you!" Miyoung said

She stared at her own reflection in the mirror. Her hair is curled into a wavy style, and her makeup is not overly done it's— perfect.

Then she heard someone knocks on her bedroom door, well not exactly her bedroom it's Jaemin's but since she's staying here, it's somehow part of her bedroom.

"Come in." She said, turning around facing the door.

Jisung stared at her with his eyes wide open. "Damn, you look great. Oh and, Jaemin-hyung is already here."

Miyoung nods, feeling her heart beats so fast. 

She walked outside together with Jisung, and as soon as her eyes met Jaemin's, she blushed as red as a tomato. The butterflies inside her stomach are going wild, and her heart beats so fast as if it's on a race.

Jaemin is wearing a simple, black tuxedo. His hair is styled nicely, and his facial features are perfectly showing. He smiled, showing his sweet smile as he began walking towards her.

"You look great." He said

Miyoung blushed. "Thanks, you too."

"Do you like the dress?" Jaemin said, staring at her from her head to toe.

"Yes, I love it. Thank you, you didn't have to buy it for me." She said

Jaemin smiled, staring at her flushed face.

"Okay wow, you're not getting married today geez, chill out." Haechan said

Jisung chuckled. "You two look like you're getting married though."

Mark smiled at his sister, feeling proud of himself for having such a wonderful sister.

"You look great sister, wow." Mark said

Miyoung chuckled. "Yeah, yeah."

And then the rest of the NCT 127 came in, ready for the misson.

"Wow you two look like you're about to get married." Jaehyun commented 

Jisung nodded his head. "I know right!"

Jeno smiled, flashing his cute eyesmile. "Alright, the rest of 127 hyungs are already here, we need to get ready. So who's going?" 

"I'm going with Mark-hyung. Jaemin and Miyoung will be on a seperated car." Renjun said

"I will be the one driving the car for Jaemin and Miyoung, and Doyoung will come with me." Taeyong said, getting his car keys and preparing his gun.

Jaehyun nods. "Great, I'll drive the second car with Mark, Renjun, and Jisung." 

"The rest just stand by here, we have a plan b aka backup group; Chenle, Jeno, and Johnny-hyung. Haechan and Yuta-hyung, you guys need to stay here and update us through our in-ears." Jaemin said

They all nod, understanding the plan.

Jaemin sneeked his right hand on Miyoung's waist, pulling her closer to him.

"Alright, we got our target locked, it's time for action."

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