Jihoon pov
I was hanging out with my friends today.
"Yah, Jihoon what are you wearing?"
"What do you mean? Do I look bad?"
"You look like a fashion terrorist."
They didn't stop there, once in awhile they would mention my fashion sense and tease me.
"What is fashion to Jihoon?" Jisung-Hyung held his water bottle up to his mouth, using it like it was a microphone that those reporters often use.
"To be honest I feel a bit upset. Just a little bit. I thought my clothes were really cute."
"They are, but still."
"You know we were just teasing you."
"Of course."
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Hwami pov
Today he woke me up earlier than usual.
"What do you want? It's not even 5am."
"Well we're going somewhere.
Get dressed."
"Ugh, why? We can just go la-"
"Just do what I say or I-"
"Okay okay! I'm up! Now get out so I can get ready." I pushed him out of my room before he could finish.
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"Hello! Welcome to 127 cafe! Jaehyun at your service."
A really cute guy greeted us as we entered the cafe.
"So what would you two like?"
He took a glanced at me, anticipating me answer first.
"I-"
"We'll have 2 cherry bomb smoothies & 2 of your regular salads."
The cute guy, whose name was Jaehyun, looked a little taken aback by my step-brother.
As if he just insulted the guy.
But shook the feeling off and glanced at me, "Are you okay with that, ma'am?"
I smiled and nodded my head 'yes' before my ass of a brother snapped at the poor guy.
"Of course she does."
Thank you for reading "fashionista"
a Jihoon fanfic.