~My Spoiled Princess~

~Dinner Date~

I slipped on my off-white fluffy dress, put on my kitten heels, and looked in the mirror.

*deep breath*

It was a lot to take in. After joining the RFA, I developed such a strong love for him. He's successful, he's professional, he knows exactly what to say to me when all of the work gets too heavy for my slender shoulders. He even lets me cuddle Elizabeth the 3rd, his snow-white coloured cat when it is in Jaehee's care. But, that cat was a part of the issue. He had explained that he has never seen another woman more beautiful than her. Ive net every RFA member besides him, and the only reason I was ever able to see Elizabeth the 3rd is when Jaehee had to take care of her. My heart was shattered, but talking to him everyday through the messenger app always seemed to repair it effortlessly. Him bickering with Zen, leading the RFA as if he was the person who created it in the first place, him breaking his cold, abrupt character. It was so warm.

It was so attractive.

I finished touching up my eyeshadow with my finger and stared into the mirror at my average looking face. "Could he ever love a girl like me? Could he really?" I felt my face get hot with frustration. I closed my eyes, I smacked my hands onto both of my cheeks and let out an irritated sigh. I gripped my face tighter and tighter each second I thought about it. "Stop it! Stop it, stop it, stop it! This isn't a date, stupid! You're going to dinner to talk about the preparations for the party! Now is NOT the time to get love sick." I feel backwards onto my bed, and then it hit me. "D-"

"Did I clean the eyeshadow off of my hand??"

My eyes shot open and I jumped off of the bed. I leaned into the mirror to find a brown streak
About an inch long on my cheek.

*ding dong!*

"Oh, shit! Is he already here?" I started to panic. Maybe while he's driving, I can wipe it off in the car? I can just keep my face down until then!"

I dropped a makeup wipe into my purse, turned off the lights, and reached for the handle. My hand hesitated. *Come to think of it, I've never actually met Jumin in person yet- what if he's actually scary?* As I spaced out in my own thoughts, I heard the doorbell ring once more. *Ding Dong!* my eyes went wide as I practically flung the door open, to see a man, towering nearly 1 & 1/2 feet over me. I stood there in disbelief, and my eyes moved upward to look at his face, trying not to reveal the eyeshadow on my face. *Thank god he's tall,* I thought.

"Uh, hello. You must be (y/n)'s little sister, I am Jumin Han. I am here to take (y/n) to dinner for a meeting, could you please inform her that I am here?"

I blinked quickly. *Are you kidding? He really thinks I'm the little sister??*

"I think you're mistaken, I *am* (y/n)." Jumin's eyebrows lifted and his mouth opened in surprise.

"M-My apologies, (y/n) you're just so-"

"Yeah, yeah," I cut him off. "I'm very small and look like a complete child."

"No, that simply isn't true. I think your height is cute, it is nothing to be ashamed of." He smiled faintly. I was blushing SO hard. *He called me cute?* Thank the lord he cannot see the look on my face right now. "Well, thank you, Jumin. Would you like to get going?" I questioned.

"Yes, that would be nice, our reservation is in 15 minutes."

I cocked an eyebrow. "Reservation? Where exactly will we be going?"