Matchmaker: BOOK I [Y/N X KAI]

✨ Chapter 62 ✨

She giggles, "Okay, okay, wait.." she goes out of the room.

Well, I don't really understand the wheels turning in her head but I'm more than confident that she's gonna come with something amazing. And I've a feeling she's still gonna complain about how much it sucks and I'm gonna want to beat her ass. Not that I can't, that's a very good possibility but she's too adorable to be beaten.

Soon, she returns with, as I expected, an absolute gem.

"Are you kidding me? You were nervous about this?" I stiffen.

"Well, go try it on!" she pushes me and I hurry to my bathroom, changing into the majestic wedding gown. When I make my way out, I hear a clear and loud gasp from Piyuu's direction. Woah, this girl's surprised about how talented she is.

"Oh my god, Niki. You look totally incredible in that!" her eyes brightens up glancing at me.

"Well, it's a totally incredible dress itself. And so, it deserves to have its moment in the spotlight. This is what we came here to do, right?" I wiggle my eyebrows.

Piyuu nods with a big smile, "You're right. You're so right."

"Everyone's gonna love it, don't worry!" I squeeze her shoulder, "Now, let's get to the convention center. We need to snag a good seat for the show."

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One car ride and frantic makeup application later, I'm lined up backstage with about fifty other women in white dresses, ready to walk down the runway.

"Is this your first time modelling?" A chinese model walks up to me with a smirk on her face.

"Yeah" I reply with a smile.

"It shows" she mocks with a huge grin.

"Oh, please Xiaotong. It costs zero dollar to not be a bitch!" Another girl shows up after her and glares at her. Then she turns to me with a polite smile, "Don't worry about her. She's just jealous of how beautiful you look in that dress, which is understandable, but she shouldn't take it out on you."

Piyuu really needs to hear that. I wish I could video record how a beautiful professional model just freaking praised her dress. She needs to know.

I sigh, "Well, she's right about this being my first time on the runway though, is everyone gonna be able to tell that I'm not a real model?"

She laughs, "First of all, you're literally modelling fashion clothes made by a real dressmaker in a real fashion show. So you're obviously a real model. Second of all, a show like this is all about making the dresses look accessible to the audience. So don't be nervous about this and just have fun, and I'm sure you'll do great."

Easy to say for someone who's done this for a hundred times, but okay.

I nod, "Hmm..I think I can do that. By the way, my name is Nikita, Nikita Khan. And you?"

"Jiu. Kim Jiu," she replies with a delicate and sweet smile.

"I hate to interrupt this cute little moment. But you're up next, newbie," Xiaotong rolls her eyes. She's practically mocking my existence with the way she breathes but I can't do anything when her breathing is the problem, except murder, of course. But not a good time for that, I guess.

"Best of luck, Nikita!" Jiu wishes me and gives my shoulder a gentle squeeze.

I step out onto the catwalk and am nearly blinded by the lights. And then there are the camera flashes..

Okay, Niki, one foot infront of the other, you got it.

I pose with every bit of grace I can manage, and the crowd eats it up.

"Who's that model? I don't think I've ever seen her before, but I absolutely like her attitude!" I hear a voice from the judge's seat. Woah, woah, woah, Niki, are you sure you're not imagining things right now?

"I need that dress more than anything that I've ever needed in my life!" a voice pops up from the audience. Great, I hope I heard it right because it sounds like we got a customer for this dress.

But above all, I hear a familiar voice clearer than the rest, coming from near the front of the crowd, in the VIP section.

"That dress is from the designer I was telling you about yesterday, whose a singer and songwriter," he says.

Damn, damn, damn! Where the heck is Piyuu? Did she see that? Did she hear that? Freaking G-Dragon's talking about her!

I look around the crowd urgently and then I spot it, the person I was looking for.

Piyuu gives me a nod of acknowledgement and a gaze of pride and excitements.

"Yas Queen! Go Niki! You're killing it!" I see her mouthing the words.

I can feel my heart swell with pride as I strut back across the runway.

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After the show's over, I meet up with Piyuu backstage.

"So, Piyuu, what did you think of that?" I wiggle my eyebrows.

"That was absolutely amazing! You were absolutely amazing, Niki. I absolutely loved every second of it. What about you? How do you feel about this?" she asks me with a huge smile.

"Two things. Firstly, I'm never taking this off, ever!" I say playfully.

"Um, though I totally respect your sentiments, but won't it be a little awkward if you show up at your client's wedding dressed as a bride?" Piyuu says with a wide gasp.

I laugh, "I don't care. This is too pretty!"

She shakes her head playfully, "Well, if you like it that much, then I say of course, you can have it."

"Oh, no, I'm just kidding! This is a brilliant design. You can't just give it out as gift. I'm sure a huge number of audience liked it and there'll definitely be plenty of people who'd want to buy it. In fact, I heard someone saying how they need this dress more than anything in their life!" I say.

✨To Be Continued✨