I hear someone burst through my room, "Suyung! Wake up! We're gonna be late if you stay in bed any longer." it was Jaehee.
I yawned and slowly pulled down the sheets, seeing her dressed in a simple dress, her hair and makeup done, and she was looking all so pretty! I grabbed my phone from the bedside table and checked the time.
'10:13'
"It's only 10AM." I groaned, throwing the sheets above my head and trying to go back to sleep, until I felt her tug on the edge of the blanket, pulling it off of me.
"Come on, Suyung." she clicked her tongue and placed her bag on my drawer, taking out items such as hairspray, clips, and vice versa. She held up her fingers, "We need to get your hair, your makeup, and your nails done."
I sat up and rubbed my eyes. "The prom starts at 5!"
She smiled. "That makes it better! I can take my time."
"No." I whined, laying down again and placing a pillow on my face. My friends really liked barging inside my room and furiously waking me up, do they?
She grabbed the pillow from me, "Come on. This is the first and last prom we'll be having with Yoongi and Seokjin. And besides, wouldn't you want to look pretty for Taehyung?"
I rolled my eyes and looked up at her. "They'll be fine - we still have a long way to go. And as for Taehyung, I'm pretty sure he won't mind me looking average."
She lightly tugged on my hand, "Average? Psh. I'm your only girl best friend, I might as well make you look 100% presentable in prom! And I'm so in to seeing his reaction finding you so pretty! He wouldn't be able to resist you."
I sighed and grabbed some clothes from my closet. "I'm gonna take my time in the shower then."
She pouted. "No! Your maximum time is 5 minutes. I need to start working on your nails!"
I couldn't help but smile at her excitement. I mean, it wasn't everyday she visited me just to let me prep for prom.
I walked out of the bathroom and immediately got guided to a seat by a very excited Jaehee. She started by brushing my hair, before grabbing another chair and sitting beside me.
"I want to paint your nails pink," she said, handing me a case. "Since it would suit the white dress the best, but you can choose. Or are you going to go with my idea?"
She was the fashionista between both of us. So I handed her back the case and smiled. "I'm going with pink. I'm trusting you!"
She grinned and pulled out two different shade of pink nail polish, for what reason, I had no idea, but she seemed to know what she was doing. "You better!"
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"See?" she moved some hair out of my face and smiled at our reflection. I couldn't help but admire myself. She actually did a good job this time - and I was lucky the dress was comfortable enough for me.
My hair was loose and curled, so I looked different. She added natural makeup, which was actually pretty cute, and painted my nails pink like we talked about.
"Now," she bended down and pulled up a pair of heels. "All you have to do is wear these."
"What?" I blinked a few times as she assisted me to sit down on the edge of my bed. Believe it or not, I've never tried stilettos before. It was about 4 inches tall. "Unless you want me to fall face-first, then yes."
"Word of the day: Come on." she groaned, handing me the heels. "You're not going to fall. Yoongi isn't necessarily clumsy, and you'll get used to it. It matches your outfit as well. It's only for a night!"
I sighed and decided to try it on. I stood up, trying to maintain my balance by bending my knees. "At this case, I'm probably taller than Jimin."
"Try walking around the room until you get used to it." she instructed. I hesitated for a while, but ended up doing it anyways. I started panicking when I hear the others' voice from outside.
"Well, I guess they're here." she said, trying to sustain a laugh as I held on to the handle of my closet. "Suyung, you're not going to break your face if you fall down."
"It's not like I have a choice." I complained.
She pulled the door open, revealing everyone in suits. Luckily, Mom was out grocery shopping, while Dad was cooking dinner with the other two.
I gotta admit, they all looked incredibly handsome. But I still thought of them as dorks.
"Yuuuunaaaaaa!" Jimin squealed, his arms opening as he ran over to me. Before Jaehee even managed to stop him, he already had his arms around him. "You're soooo cute! You make me blush, can you see my blush?"
"Yeah, it's makeup." I said, eyeing his face.
He gasped, "No it's not! You're just really cute!" then he turned to Jaehee. "And.. ah! You're sooo cute too! Gah." he placed a hand on his chest.
"I know." Jaehee hummed.
"Yes." Jungkook clicked his tongue. "That's true. Except for Yuna being cute.."
I playfully rolled my eyes at his words, "You guys look really.. presentable."
"Of course!" Seokjin nodded. "You know what they say, dress like it's your last prom. But now that I think about it.. it is our last prom."
I frowned, "I don't want to talk about that!"
"True." Namjoon lightly bonked Seokjin on the head. "Let's not get emotional now."
"Hmm!" Taehyung smiled widely, making his way over to me and lending out his hand for me to take. I returned his grin, about to place my hand on top of his, when I felt someone loop their arms with me.
"Uhuh." Yoongi nodded slowly, eyeing Taehyung.
"Whoops." Taehyung pursed his lips. "Yoongi-hyung, it was a joke! Are you mad?"
Yoongi furrowed his brows. "What?"
Taehyung furiously shook his head and waved his hands in front of him. "Nothing! Hehe. I swear. Anyways, how about we get going?"
And since school wasn't too far and we didn't have any money, we ended up walking.
"You didn't have to wear a dress, Suyung." Yoongi turned his head to look at me. "You'll be cold. You should've at least wore a blazer or a jacket."
"I'll be fine." I reassured. "The night's young. Would you do me a favour and treat me like your partner.. not your sister?" I cocked an eyebrow.
He stared at me for a while, before cracking one of his gummy smiles. "Fine."
We arrived at school and I was pretty amazed when we got to the auditorium. Hanging on the ceiling were long pink cloths, and the tables had them, too. Classical music played in the background, and people were chatting when we got there.
"Let's sit here." Hobi said, making his way to one of the empty tables.
"Yes please!" I let out a tiring sigh, quickly sitting on one of the seats. Because let me tell you, my feet were aching!
"Why did you wear heels?" Jungkook laughed. "You looked so funny walking."
I scoffed, "Ask your girlfriend!"
I turned my head and my eyes widened. "There's a cater!"
"Of course there's a cater." Seokjin laughed. "What did you expect, hyung?"
"Look, I don't always see caters around." I gasped, about to make my way over, until I felt Yoongi pull me back and letting me sit down.
"It's not time to eat yet." he said. "It hasn't even started yet."
"Alright." I gave in.
"Get this," Jungkook started. "I'll treat anyone who becomes the best performer on the dance floor later. But if I win, you guys need to treat me!"
"I'm in!" Hobi raised his hand. "Easy!"
"If I win.." Jimin tapped his chin and turned to Taehyung. "You need to give Yuna to me!"
Taehyung gasped. "That's unfair!"
"No it's not." Jimin furiously shook his head, and I couldn't help but let out a soft laugh as they started having a little fake argument.
"Okay fine," Jimin pouted. "If I win, all of you got to stop teasing me for being short and or wearing insoles."
"Deal." Namjoon shrugged. "I'm joining! And if I win, you gotta stop letting me pay for our bills, for like, forever."
"if I win.." Hobi hummed. "All of you has got to behave and stop being rebels! I also want all of us to be in the dance floor right away and party!"
"Got it." Seokjin waved a hand. "I'm going to join as well! Once I beat you all, you get to treat me everytime I want for the rest of the school year."
"Deal!" the other four said enthusiastically.
"I'm soo going to capture the whole scene on camera!" Jaehee snickered, pulling out her phone. "How about you.. Taehyung? Yoongi? Or you, Suyung?"
"Count me out." Yoongi smiled. "I'd rather watch them start b-boying."
"Me too," I chuckled. "I mean.. I'll be a worse dancer with these heels."
"Yeah." Taehyung nodded. "I'll just make fun of them."
"Why did you wear heels anyway?" Yoongi questioned. "Your feet's going to hurt tomorrow."
"Partner." I turn to him. "I already have Hobi portraying as my mother."
He scoffed, but smiled. "Huh."
From the corner of my eye, I see Taehyung stand up. "Uh.. I'll be back in a while."
I raised a brow when I notice him walk outside. I wanted to follow him, but I also wanted to stay with the others. I felt someone nudge me.
"If you want to follow him, then go." Yoongi shrugged. "Where did your open-mindedness go? Just don't take longer than 20 minutes." he pointed at his watch. "I'll be suspicious then."
I cracked a smile and stood up clumsily "You and your time limits."
He stood up as well and held my hand, helping me not fall down on the way to the exit. I thanked him.
"Aish, Yoongi, thank you." I smiled. I moved my head closer and planted a kiss on his cheek. "I won't take too long."
He nodded and flicked my forehead.
"Ow!"
He moved his hand and lightly pinched my cheek, before turning on his heel and walking off.
I let out a sigh, before walking out.
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Prom is still starting, so don't worry.
This chapter is full of more friendship, specifically Yoongi and Jaehee's relationship with Suyung!~
And Seokjin and Yoongi, omo ;_;
What's your favourite friendship so far?