UNIVERSE / BTS.

06: pretty girl / sope

PRETTY GIRL
( part 2 )

WORD COUNT 1.5k
OVERVIEW seokjin sets yoongi and hoseok up on a date, and of course, things occur.

PLAYLIST hang out with you / mary lambert, cliffs edge / hayley kiyoko, she / dodie clark

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     "NO. NOPE. NO, no, no, no, fucking nope. i'm not doing it, seokjin, forget it–"

"that's unnie to you." seokjin interrupted, yoongi wincing as seokjin ripped a wax strip off her top lip.

"i don't give a shit! i'm not going on a date with jung hoseok!" yoongi said, pushing seokjin away before she continued her makeup attack on yoongi's face. the elder crossed her arms, glaring at the ravenette.

"well it's too late for that," namjoon said, as they came in the door to seokjin and yoongi's dorm. "jinnie already set it up."

"oh fuck you both!" yoongi threw her head back and groaned. "seriously, seokjin? you just had to?" seokjin rolled her eyes, opening the drawer on her dressing table and grabbing a box of makeup.

"one, you're obviously in love with her, so shut the fuck up. and two, you're meeting hoseok in an hour, at lucky cat pizza parlour, and i am gonna make you look so good, no one would ever believe you went by he/him pronouns."

"oh, and three," namjoon added, sitting on seokjin's bed. "try not to embarrass yourself too much. we can both see how much you like hoseok, so don't fuck it up."

"how the fuck did you even get in?" yoongi asked the younger, raising an eyebrow. "did you give them our spare key?"

"...maybe. now shut up," seokjin opened the makeup box, pulled out the extra compartments, and pulled yoongi's swivel chair towards her, pushing the girl's chest back and looking over at yoongi's closet. "what are you wearing tonight?"

yoongi thought about it as namjoon began to play got7 from their phone. "jeans and a t-shirt." she said simply. seokjin shook her head, rolling her eyes.

"honey, no," seokjin shut her down instantly. "too simple. i'll pick it out. i know your wardrobe and i already have an outfit in mind," seokjin rubbed a brush into midnight blue glittery eye-shadow, and held yoongi's cheek in one hand. "you still have that, like, glittery thrasher hoodie?"

"yeah," yoongi said, humming along to just right, letting seokjin do what she wanted, knowing she was powerless. "maybe with those maroon ripped jeans, and those boots with the roses on them?"

"finally, you have some fashion sense!" seokjin grinned, dabbing eyeshadow on yoongi's eyelids, before grabbing her liquid eyeliner and carefully drawing wings on each of yoongi's eyes, her tongue sticking out slightly as she concentrated. "oh my god, you're so wearing that cute choker namjoon bought you. and fishnets. definitely fishnets. you look adorable.

"sure, unnie," yoongi rolled her eyes, running her tongue over her chapped bottom lip. "don't even think about putting lipstick on me. i hate that shit."

"alright, alright," seokjin giggled at her small feisty friend, pulling up the hood of her pink sweater. "also, namjoon and i are going out later, so you'll have the dorm all to yourself."

"nice." yoongi grinned, feeling seokjin brush makeup over her cheeks.

"she's probably just gonna binge watch whatever series she's watching right now and eat all the ramyeon you two have," namjoon grinned. yoongi shot them finger guns, smirking.