silver dress || k.nj x chubby reader [embrace yourself series]

one

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『 Seoul, 06:30 P.M 』

"Mom!" (y/n) slightly raised her voice in annoyance at the pity comment her mother had just made "Just because you don't like it doesn't mean I won't look good in it. Stop being such a killjoy. Please."

With that, the young woman grabbed her shopping bags, making sure to put the silver dress back inside. As she went upstairs, she heard her mother complain.

"I just think it's too slinky! It shows the shape of your—" Mrs.(l/n) stopped short of saying something she'd regret, knowing how spiteful it may sound. "Whatever!" She shouted as her daughter slammer her door. "Have a nice evening, I'm leaving!"

She smiled to herself when (y/n) answered back, annoyed but still sweet. The latter sighed in relief as she heard the main door closed, notifying her that her mother had finally left for work. She was a nurse, causing her to work almost every nights.

Although (y/n) despised loneliness at night, mostly because she was easily scared, she was glad to have an event later that night so she wouldn't have to stay at home alone and freak out each time she would hear a sound.

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(Y/n)'s friend arrived at her house at nine thirty. She watched her reflection one last time, satisfied with her looks. She was wearing a silver low-back dress, sparkling in the dark. The dress was long enough to cover her thighs, ending right up her knees.

There was a reason why her mother didn't like the dress on her. She thought it would suit slim girls better. According to her old school belief, a young woman was more attractive with a slender and thin body rather than a plump one. (Y/n) didn't mind though. She learned to love her curves despite the disgust it seemed to provoke.

"You look beautiful." Her friend complimented her.

"Thank you." She smiled right away. "You don't look so bad yourself!"

The red-haired man winked at her.

Both friends then began to exit (y/n)'s home. It was already dark outside, thus the cold. The (h/c)-haired girl shivered as her friend quickly pushed her in his car, urging her to get in.

"You're too slow!" He shouted, fasting his seat belt. (Y/n) quickly sat and closed the door. "I want to get laid tonight, there's no time to waste!"

Her features distorted in disgust, (y/n) scoffed. "Hoseok!"

"What?" The boy laughed. "You should consider it too, won't hurt."

Less than half an hour later, Hoseok parked near a luxurious hotel. Him and (y/n) were then welcomed by Yoongi and Taehyung who were waiting outside. Soon enough they all headed inside, only to be greeted by the host.

"Remember, this is a gala. The guests are all rich and well-mannered."

Both Hoseok and Yoongi rolled their eyes, causing Kim Seokjin to snort.

"I'm serious. Behave."

The small group entered the hotel and walked through the lobby. The front desk man gave them badges, so they'd be allowed to attend the charity event. It took place in a huge ball room, filled with crystal chandeliers, expensive buffet dinner and drinks, an orchestra, luxurious decorations, and elegant-looking people.

Scanning the area searching nothing particular, (y/n) had reached the balcony with a glass of champagne. A few people were standing there, chatting, smoking, or simply staring at the landscape—Seoul by night. The young woman leaned on the guardrail, gulping the sparkling liquid down her throat. This action caused her to raise her head, offering a better vision of her cleavage. From the other side of the balcony, a man was staring at her in awe. His plump lips were wet from his saliva as he couldn't stop licking them. She looked beautiful, dazzling, bewitching.

"Joonie, you're not paying attention." A sweet voice called him. Its owner had her eyes glued on him; arms folded over her chest. "What's going on?"

He pursed his lips, thinking of an excuse. "The woman, there." he points at (y/n) "You have the same dress."

The black-haired female observed the mysterious girl and nodded. "We do. It looks good on her." she said "Anyway, I was talking about the exams."

Feeling guilty, Namjoon nodded and focused back on his girlfriend. Nonetheless, he would scan the area from time to time, just to see her. The stranger with the silver dress which turned out to suit her better.

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