skirt - son dongju

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a/n this is kinda bad but my point was to put the image in your head and leave you thinking about it

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a/n this is kinda bad but my point was to put the image in your head and leave you thinking about it

you smiled to yourself as you drove back home from the mall, a bag that contained a pretty skirt that could hopefully fit dongju. he didn't know, but you saw him the other day wrapping jackets and big shirts around his waist to act like a skirt, but frowning when it wouldn't stay. which is why you went out to buy him a real skirt of his own. you almost ran a red light as you imagined how pretty and cute your boyfriend would look in this skirt you bought. oh, should we mention the crop top you bought him as well?

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"dongju!!" you shouted when you arrived back home. he rushed to meet you at the front door.

"hi y/n! where'd you go? what'd you get? did anything bad happen?" he bombarded you with questions.

"don't worry, nothing happened. and, i actually bought something for you!! go try it on and come show me!!" you shoved the bag into his hands. he looked inside before looking back at you.

"y/n..?"

"yes?"

"did you see-"

"yes i did now go!!" you pushed him in the direction of the bedroom so he could go get changed. he walked in and came out after a few minutes.

he walked slowly and shyly. you just stared at him, observing how he looked in it, how it fit him perfectly, not to mention the soft light pink color suited him well. you walked up to him to get a better and closer look, a soft blush brushing his cheeks.

"twirl for me, would you?" you asked, and he did.

"hold on, i have an idea" you smiled as you dragged him back to the bedroom and made him sit down. you ran to where you kept your hair clips and grabbed his brush, rushing back. 

you carefully brushed through his hair before placing the small little flower and butterfly clips into his hair. you smiled as he watched you, eyes big and full of adoration and hope.

"there you go! look at you..!" you patted his head as he went to check what he looked like in the mirror.

"don't you look so pretty?" you asked, giving him a back hug. he just blushed and nodded.

"thank you, y/n" he smiled shyly.

"anything for my pretty boy"

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