DAYLIGHT II BBH

BFF: The Red Dress ⁂ ❉ ✾

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For a moment there, I thought it was a look of admiration.

We were standing in front of each other right outside my hotel room. The hallway was quiet and empty. I stood in front of him in a simple but subtly sexy red dress that reached two inches above my knee. It was plain and had a classy square neckline connecting to its short sleeves. The fabric was soft and flowy, hugging my curves I paired it with my white-strapped, blocked heels. I also tied my hair in a neat, knotted ponytail.

I watched how his eyebrows furrowed as he frowned the next second which made me confused right away.

"Seriously, you're going out like this?" He asked, sounding and looking displeased.

"What's wrong with my clothes?" My forehead creased.

"Nothing." I scoffed. "Let's go."

I was left baffled at the same spot as I watched him walk towards the elevator.

"What is wrong with this person?" I asked myself, annoyed.

When I got in the elevator, I checked my reflection on the walls. I looked fine, I thought. Pretty decent too. I didn't know why he seemed to make a fuss about it. We ignored each other all the way down to the lobby of the hotel. He walked so fast and I had to double my speed just to catch up with him. Then again, I was wearing a two-inch heels, falling behind a few steps.

I saw the Valet smiled and he greeted Baekhyun. However, instead of being courteous, he ignored him as well as he stormed out of the building.

"I'm sorry, he woke up grumpy." I told the Valet when I reached him.

The staff only smiled at me.

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"Damn it!" I heard him hissed a few feet ahead of me.

I stopped walking, feeling anger build up inside me. I didn't quite understand his reaction. I mean I thought this would somehow be a good idea. He asked me to dress nicely because he wanted me to meet his friend but why was he acting all weird like this suddenly.

He's such a baby sometimes.

We've been bestfriends for so long but I just hate how he would throw a tantrum like a kid like this. I crossed my arms over my chest as I stared at him, waiting for him to turn around so I could throw dagger looks at him.

When he finally did, there was a smug look on his face. Which of course aggravated me. Locking the eye contact, I glared at him as he stood in front of me clad in a denim jacket, white button down inner tucked inside his pants and white Nike sneakers. His natural dark hair blown away by the wind, exposing his beautiful but manly eyebrows and forehead.

"What?" He asked sarcastically.

"What is wrong with you Baekhyun?" I asked him, my voice demanding for an answer. "Why are you being an ass all of a sudden?"

He just looked back at me, met my eyes for a couple of seconds before checking out my clothes once more.

"And what the hell is wrong with my outfit?" I asked, my jaw clenching as I controlled the volume of my voice due to the passers-by.

"I told you. NOTHING." He replied firmly, emphasizing his last word. "And I'm not being an ass." He added with gritted teeth.

I shut my eyes closed, using every ounce of energy I have left to keep my cool. The truth was, I wanted to punch him right at this instant.