Make Over

Feels Like a Fantasy

Erika’s POV

I was completely alone after I came back from Taiwan. Everybody was busy with their own schedules, preparing for K-Con, or had personal things going on, so I spent most of my time at the YG building. I went to the dance studio and danced and sang to my heart’s content. I am not the best dancer, but I like learning KPop groups’ choreographies, and I am definitely not the best singer, but I didn’t mind much since it was for only myself to hear. Once again I am making my way to the underground section of the YG building.

My phone began to ring and I saw that it was a call from Yang sajangnim. I stop in my tracks and answer right away.

“Hello,” I smile.

“Erika, come up to my office before you go down to the dance studio,” Yang sajangnim ordered.

“Ne,” I blush deeply. He’s seen me go to the dance studio.

I turn around and make my way to the elevator and press the button to the 7th floor. I walk out of the elevator and head to Yang sajangnim’s office. His secretary lets me go in right away.

“Annyeong haseyo,” I greet Yang sajangnim who is waiting for me, already sitting on his couch.

“Oh, annyeong,” Yang sajangnim smiles and pats the sofa text to him. “Sit.”

I do as I am told and wait for him to talk.

“Do you know why I called you here?” Yang sajangnim had a serious tone to his voice.

I shook my head. “No, sir.”

“I want you to start taking vocal lessons,” Yang sajangnim informs me.

“Ne?” I stare at him in shock. “But, I’m not a singer. I can’t sing.”

“Erika-yah,” Yang sajangnim says calmly. “Just trust me on this one. I don’t want to reveal anything right now, so please just take a couple of vocal lessons.”

I nod in accordance with Yang sajangnim. He’s the boss after all, I think.

“Also,” Yang sajangnim gets up from the couch and walks to his desk and takes the open laptop on his desk and sits it down in front of me as he goes back to his original spot. “I have been observing you…umm…and I came to the conclusion that either you did not just learn to dance at any family party,” he clicked the space bar and the screen lit up and began to play a clip that looks like it was taken from a surveillance camera. “Or you are a natural.”

I watch the video in silence. There is no sound coming from the video but I can tell—no—I remember what songs where playing. Yang sajangnim is showing me a video of myself dancing in the dance studio from two days ago. I am embarrassed and shocked at the same time. I am embarrassed because I never really realized that Yang sajangnim would be watching me dance in the studio, and in shock because I had not realized how I looked while I danced.

“So,” Yang sajangnim called my attention after pausing the video and closing the laptop. “Which one is it?”

“Umm…,” I looked at him confused.

“Did you ever take dance lessons?” Yang sajangnim asked.

I shook my head. “I—I—umm… I just really like dancing, but usually I just memorize choreographies from others.”

Yang sajangnim nods in understanding. “I would say that you have a talent in dancing, but it is still apparent that you are an amateur, yet you are not bad,” he said his thoughts out loud. “I believe there is a chance for you to improve in dancing, but that is not our priority. Your singing is not good. But, it’s not bad either. You just need some training. From what I have heard of you sing you don’t seem to have any annoying, bad habits, so all you need is to hone your vocal cords.”

I nod. It is all I can do in this situation.

“Ah! I also heard that your older sister is coming to visit you, am I right?” Yang sajangnim asks.

“Ne, the day after tomorrow,” I nod. “She will be staying for three weeks.”

“Do you know where she will be staying?” Yang sajangnim further asks.

“She didn’t tell me,” I tilt my head. “But she can stay with me.”

“We could rent her a hotel room,” Yang sajangnim suggests.

“Ah! No,” I shake my hands in front of my face. “It’s ok. Hehehe! She can stay with me.”

“Are you sure?” Yang sajangnim asks doubtfully.

“Ne,” I smile brightly. I really am ok with my sister staying with me.

“Well, since your sister will be here come take the vocal lessons in the mornings for two to three hours and then you can have the rest of the day off,” Yang sajangnim informs me.

“Is it alright if my sister accompanies me while I take my lessons?” I ask.

“Umm,” Yang sajangnim hums. “I think it’ll be alright.”

“Thank you!” I smile widely.

“That’s all I had to talk with you,” Yang sajangnim stood up from the couch and took the laptop with him to his desk. “You can go dance now,” he smiled at me.

I blushed and stood up as well. “Ne, thank you,” I bow and retreat from his office.

I go back down to the dance studio and dance and sing to my heart’s content in the studio since no one was at YG at the moment. After four hours I give off a deep sigh and start gathering my things. I was planning on leaving either way. Once I reset everything on its previous position and had all my things I walked out of the building and to the parking lot into my car.

I drove to my apartment while I was jamming out to Bangtan’s “Fire” and EXID’s “L.I.E” and several other KPop songs. Soon I arrived home and I took a shower since I was sweaty from all the dancing.

The afternoon crept by and I just sat on my bed when I got a text message.

From <3 Mino Oppa <3
Hey! Are you busy tonight?

To <3 Mino Oppa <3
No, why?

From <3 Mino Oppa <3
Awesome! I’ll go over to your apartment in a bit.

To <3 Mino Oppa <3
Ok….

I sat in silence trying to figure out what Mino was up to.

Sure enough, a couple of minutes had passed when I heard the doorbell ring. I went to get the door and there stood Mino with his signature loose hip hop clothing. I looked him up and down.

“Where are you going?” I ask curiously. “Oppa!” I say in shock when he took off his hoodie’s cap. “Your hair!”

“What?” He quickly put a hand on his head. “You don’t like it?”

“No! I hate it! Hahaha!” I smile.

“Really?” Mino tried to cover his head with his hoodie again.

“AH! Stop! You don’t have to hide it,” I laugh as I push his hands away from his hair. “If you like hair then you rock it with all your confidence!”

“Hehehe! Ok,” Mino smiled and moved closer and hugged me. “How have you been?”

Mino let go of me. “I’ve been fine, you?”

“Alright, I guess. A bit busy,” Mino walked pass me.

“Oppa, where do you think you’re going?” I slightly raise my voice when I see him heading into my room. I follow him as he looks around my room.

“Where do you have your dresses?” Mino asked out of the blue.

“I don’t have any,” I tell him.

“EH?!” Mino nearly shouted. “Yah! Do you want me to personally go through your closet?”

“I mean,” I took a step toward my closet to block it from Mino’s view. “I don’t like wearing dresses when I don’t have too. So I don’t store any dresses in my closet.”

“You’re crazy,” Mino simply responded and lightly pushed me out of the way to let him to my closet. “Hmm… jeans, jeans, sweaters, pants, long sleeved shirts, hoodies, jeans, more pants…,” Mino recited as he looked through my closet. “Wow! You really don’t have any dresses….”

“I told you…,” at this point I was just leaning on the wall beside my closet.

“What kind of girl are you?” Mino thought out loud.

“Yah! I’m still a girl you know!” I protest. “And I’m not deaf! I can hear you perfectly as you insult my femininity!”

“Do you even know what femininity is?” Mino teased me.

“Oppa…,” I sigh.

“Well,” Mino finally closed my closet. “This won’t do. We will have to go shopping.”

“I don’t like shopping,” I pointed out.

“What?” Mino asked unbelieving.

“It’s true,” I look up at him. “That’s why I usually wear the same clothes. They are all I have.”

“Mmm…,” Mino was deep in thought. “There has to be a way….” He went to my bed and sat down on the edge by the side table and took my phone.

“What are you doing?” I ask, not really caring to fight against him anymore.

“Texting Bom noona,” Mino simply stated.

“What?!” I push off the wall and sat by him. “I want to see too!”

Mino flinched away when I walked to him and then looked at me with a perplexed expression as I sat down by him. “Alright,” he continued to type a message away.

“Why are you asking her for her dress size?” I asked before it dawned on me. “Oppa, do you really think I will fit in her clothes?!”

“You might,” Mino said calmly. “You make yourself bigger than what you actually are.”

“So what?” I retorted. “Where are we going to anyways?”

“It’s a secret,” Mino smiled. “Oh! She answered. Wow! That was fast. Look, is that the same size as you?” Mino showed me the message.

“Yeah…,” I said slowly.

“Cool,” Mino simply said.

“I guess we will have to go to her house then,” Mino said as he stood up from the bed. “Oh! Do you have heels?” He looked at me. “Umm… maybe not so high, though.”

“I think so,” I said.

“Ok,” Mino said. “You only need your phone. Let’s go.”

“Wait? Where?” I am so lost right now. “Oppa~!” I whine.

Mino is looking though my shoe wrack while I put on my converse. I finish lacing my shoes right on time to see him take out a pair of black, lacy heels and a pair of silver flats. He stood up and handed me my shoes, “Ok, let’s go!” He opened the door of my apartment and walked out into the awaiting elevator, and I followed, still tactless of his plans.

Mino drove us to Bom unnie’s apartment. I kept asking him where he was planning on taking me, but he refused to tell me. I sighed deeply as I got out of Mino’s car and up to Bom unnie’s apartment. I rang the doorbell and Bom unnie opened the door right away, as if she was waiting for us right at the door.

“Come in! Come in!” Bom unnie beamed at us. “Make yourselves at home!”

“Thank you, unnie,” I replay as Mino and I enter her apartment.

“Noona,” Mino calls Bom over to have a talk in whispers.

“Oh!” Bom unnie exclaims after a minute of their whispering. “Leave it all in my hands! You take a seat in the living room and I’ll get to work! By the way, do you have permission from sajangnim?”

“Yes, he approved! Thank you, noona,” Mino smiled brightly. “You’re the best!”

“I know!” Unnie grinded and walked toward me. “Come with me!” She took my arm and dragged me to her room.

“What are you doing, unnie?” I am literally scared for my life.

“Oh! Don’t worry and comply,” Bom unnie shut me down.

“Ok,” I cowered to her.

Bom dragged me to a room and let me follow her freely as she proceeded to go into her “closet” which in reality was the whole room. I saw her go to a particular section in the room that only had dresses hanging. I was just hoping that whatever she wanted to fit me in would not be one of the dresses from the far right of the section: those would probably fit me more as shirts.

“Alright,” Bom spoke as she took several pieces of clothes from the rack much too close to the section I was fearing. “Let’s see,” she held a red dress against me. “Mmm… nope,” she switched the red dress with a silver one, “Too flashy,” she replaced that dress with a black dress. “This looks better….”

I gave her the weirdest look I could muster up. “Unnie, you basically chose the shortest of the three!”

“Umm?” Bom tilted her head. “You noticed?” She laughed innocently. “Let’s go get you changed.”

“Unnie!” I whined as I was pulled by Bom past Mino in the living room and into her room.

“Stop whining, and put this on,” Bom commanded and pushed me into her restroom.

I took a closer look at the “dress” and scrunched up my face. I could barely recognize which side was the front and which was the back. I undressed from my current sweatpants and oversized t-shirt and tried to fit into the tight clothing. It had a zipper on the back but I couldn’t zip it up by myself.

“Unnie,” I call out for Bom. “Can you help me?” I look at her with defeat in my eyes. “I can’t zip it up.”

“Hahaha! You, poor child,” Bom laughs and helps me place the dress right and she starts to zip it up. “Wait, you have to take off your bra.”

“EH?” I exclaim. “But—but then my… uuhhh… do I have to?”

“Yes! You don’t want your bra straps showing,” Bom helped me unclip my bra as I pulled my arms out of the long mesh sleeves to take off my bra and shorten our time struggling.

 “Why am I suffering so much?” I moan as Bom zips the dress up completely once I am correctly using the dress. “I have a feeling I know where Mino is taking me now….”

Bom takes a few steps back to take a better look at me. “Omo!” Bom exclaims slightly, “You fill the dress better than me! And, you’ll like it!” Bom encouraged me. “Just relax.”

“If I relax I might rip this cloth up,” I complain. “Unnie! My towel covers more than this!”

“Stop complaining!” Bom whined back. “Come, I need to do your makeup.”

“Argh!!” I exclaim. “You are going to pay for this, Song Minho!” I yell loud enough for him to hear in the living room.

“Hahahaha!!” I can hear Mino’s loud laugh from outside the room.

“Sit here,” Bom ordered me to sit in a stool in front of a big mirror, looking towards her. “Ok, just relax and we will be done before you know it!”

“Arraseoyo, unnie” I reply and try sitting as comfortable as possible in this dress. I cross my legs at the ankles to prevent me from spreading my legs as if I were wearing pants.

“You have pretty legs,” Bom commented.

I cover my legs automatically in embarrassment. I have not worn many short dresses, and if I did they were always at least right above my knees, as I am quite self-conscious of my body. Bom unnie used her own makeup since I had not brought mine, not that it would suffice. I only own the most basic makeup materials. I was not allowed to peek at the progress.

“Ooh!” Bom unnie was rather excited. “You will steal everyone’s attention!”

“Something I don’t want…,” I moan.

“OH! Get over it,” Bom shushed me as she gave me the finishing touches. “There, I’m done!”

“Should I be afraid?” I ask softly.

“Yah!” Bom hits me on the arm, “Who do you think I am? You will love it!”

“Ah! Arraseoyo, arraseoyo,” I stand up and face the mirror. I had to admit that Bom unnie did a good job. The person that was staring back at me through the mirror had smoky eyes and sensual rosy lips. She looked so different from the me I know, who is more calm and nerdy, but I did not feel like I should be ashamed for looking the way I look now, either. “It’s nice,” I understated. I just didn’t want unnie to get too elated.

Bom beamed and skipped to the door. “Mino,” she called for him. “She’s ready. Where are her shoes?”

Mino stood up from the couch and handed unnie the black high heels, “Do you think these are good?”

“Yeah, they should do,” Bom shut the door right after she took the shoes. “He’s not allowed to peek yet.”

I widened my eyes when I saw that it would be the heels that I will have to wear. I just hope I don’t trip and make a fool out of myself, I thought as I got the heels from Bom.

“Put them on,” Bom unnie beckoned.

“But what about your floor?” I said.

“Nothing is going to happen with you wearing them one time inside,” Bom pushed my concerns away.

I sat back down and put my heels on as best I could in the tight dress. “Unnie,” I say at last. “Can you help me….”

“Hehehe!” Bom unnie laughed lightly and helped me strap on the high heels. “There you go,” Bom unnie took some steps back. “Stand up,” She ordered and I did as told. “Turn around,” And so I did. “You seem about done, but do you have accessories?”

“Ah! No,” I realize.

“Here, I’ll let you borrow these rings and this bracelet,” She handed me two large silver rings and a pretty, simple bracelet.

“Unnie,” I begin to protest.

“Take them,” Bom ordered. “I am only letting you borrow them, and I trust that you will return them to me.”

“Ok,” I put both the rings on my left hand and the bracelet on my right wrist. “Thank you, unnie!”

“You’re welcome, and don’t be shy to ask me for help,” Bom smiled warmly and opened the door for me to walk out.

I walk out of Bom’s room and the first thing I see is a gaping Mino, who apparently cannot believe his own eyes as he looked at my new appearance from head to toe.

“Are you regretting bringing me here for a makeover?” I joke.

“N-n-no, not at all,” Mino stuttered slightly. He cleared his throat, “Should we go?”

I nod and turn around and hug unnie. “Have fun!” Bom seemed more excited than I did about tonight.

I hope Everything goes well, I thought.

 

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Kkomaenggi
#1
Chapter 23: I really enjoy this story! I want her to quickly get together with zico aaahhh zico is also my Ultimate Bias and i just cant he's too cuuteee
firstladydragon
#2
Chapter 23: i really really (pun intended) like the dynamics of this story and Erica/Zico counteractions!! you have a fresh approach to romantic side of fanfiction here and I really really admire it
Killerkhaos #3
Chapter 21: Awesome story!!!! Can't wait for the next chapter!!!
NykitaBanana #4
Chapter 21: Oh! So happy to find this gem! Such a great story and I look forward to more of it :)
Maid_Service #5
Chapter 1: its funny that she says hyung because i did until my coworker corrected me but id still rather say hyung.
junztar
#6
Chapter 16: Ahhhh the dilemma. To meet Mino or to meet the mysterious guy.
Yup yup Zion.T under YG. That's gonna be epic. Then again I do feel that he does belong there u know as apposed to other labels?
ChillJamE #7
Chapter 15: Best Fanfiction Ever!!!!!
Please update soon I can't wait
Kaylie3Two #8
Chapter 15: I really like! Aw, I'd love to be apart of that family, it sounds so chill and fun yet loving. Tablo though, haha eavesdropping much? :-)
Kaylie3Two #9
Chapter 14: I kinda gasped at the 'deserved it' XD poor Erika. Congratulations on the new subs :-)