Chapter 31: "getting ready for the date"
Year 2017
"DO YOU WANNA GO ON A DATE TOMORROW?"
he asks, staring at her side profile, completely dazed.
"sure, what do you plan on doing tomorrow?" she replied, smiling sweetly at him.
guilt taking over her as she pulls her legs closer to her chest. 'this isn't right' she thought.
"well, i was thinking about going to the amusement park?" the side of his lips curl up at the sight of the latter's widened eyes.
"what time would be good? noon? so that we can get something to eat first? i know a good place nearby the park or we could get snacks at the convenience-" she chuckled, cutting him off.
"you're so cute" she softly pinches his cheek and laughs at his flustered reaction.
"so noon?" they both stood up and brushed off the sand on their clothes.
"yep, do you mind if i drop you off to your house? just so that i'll know where to go when i'm picking you up tomorrow?" he rubs his nape, looking away.
"sure" he held out his hand for her as she gladly accepts and wraps her fingers around his.
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he stood outside her door, hesitating on ringing her doorbell.
'do i look alright? ugh i knew i shouldn't have trusted seonghwa hyung'
he paced around her doorstep as he remembered what had happened earlier that day.
"hyung, help me pick an outfit please" he practically begged the brunette in front of him, knees almost touching the ground.
"what for?" seonghwa asks.
"i'm going on a date later, i was supposed to ask wooyoung a while ago but i forgot that he sucked at pairing up clothes. please hyung, you're the only one that knows how to make a decent pair." he clasped his hands together as the older drags him into his closet.
"what the frog is this?" he points and younger's messy wardrobe. (yes, seonghwa is a pure boi, he does not tolerate foul language in this chapter)
it seriously looked like it had been run over by a pack of wolves.
"i was having a hard time okay? i almost had a breakdown because i didn't know what to wear" he faked a cry, watching the brunette lifting up the piles of cloth that didn't match his aesthetic aside.
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"voila! behold my masterpiece" he stares at the boy that had spent hours trying to fit on the pairs the latter had told him to try on.
he was wearing a red polo tucked underneath his white dad jeans that stopped near his ankles and topped it all of with a white and beige sneaker. (basically his aurora fit that i tried my best to describe)
"hyung what time is it?" san asks, staring at his outfit in the mirror.
"10:10 a.m." seonghwa replied, handing him some accessories to fill in some details to his look.
"oh no, i'll be stuck in traffic if i don't leave in the next hour." he grabbed his keys and placed his wallet in his pocket.
"thank you seonghwa hyung, i'll treat you to some meat some other time" he spoke as he closes the door and dashes off to her place.
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meanwhile, earlier inside naeun's apartment.
DIALING CHICKEN LITTLE...
"oH MY GOD NAEUN IT'S 3 IN THE MORNING" his voice beams through the speaker.
"OK HEAR ME OUT JAE, I'M GOING ON A DATE AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO WEAR" the girl panicked, staring at her clothes that were hanged in her closet.
"OH OK BOO, JAE THE FASHION TERRORIST IS HERE TO SOLVE YOUR PROBLEMS, SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT" he put the call on facetime as she shows him the perfectly organized clothing that was about to be destroyed by his wrath.
"oH Uh-"
"where do we even start" he squints his eyes as he thinks of an outfit she could perfectly pull off.
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jae stares at the girl on his screen.
he claps loudly, startling the girl staring at herself on the mirror.
she was wearing a red cropped long-sleeved off-shoulder, a pair of mom jeans and finished it off with a classic high top converse. (jeez)
"and you said i, jae the dRAG QUEEN was a fashion terrorist?" dramatically holding his chest, gasping.
"um, it was you who called yourself that fyi" she sasses back as they both laugh, jae's yawn cutting off their laughter.
"Are we done now because i am so tired, you woke me up at 3 am, you better treat me to some food when i finally move there" they both exchange fairwells and ended the call.
CALL ENDED
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