Your POV

You walked down the stairs of your house and into a long hallway. U-kwon followed closely behind.

"What if your mom sees us?" He asked anxiously.

"Are you scared of my mom?” You asked.

He quickly shook his head, “No…but I mean, if she sees us...”

“She’s gone already, well at least her car isn't here.”

"Oh....But I thought we were going shopping."

"We are."

You walked into a big room with bright lighting, and cream walls. Two brown sofas faced each other in the middle of the room.

"Mr. Kang!"

A short man poked his head through the door, "Yes miss?"

"Fit him into a tux. A simple black and white one. Make sure it compliments my dress for the masquerade ball. Get him some shoes too. You can leave after that," you ordered.

"Yes miss." He looked U-kwon up and down, and raised an eyebrow, "This is your ?"

You nodded, "Yes."

There was a glint of amusement in his eyes as he led U-kwon to a raised podium. "Stand still."

You walked past them and into another part of them room. It was filled with dresses, shoes, purses, and jewelry.

In the very center was a mannequin dressed in a strapless dark purple ball gown with gold sequins.

On its feet were gold heels. It wore gold marquise earrings, a gold mask with ribbons by the eyes, a crystal flower pendant, and a gold purple ring. It also carried a black clutch. You had picked out the outfit about a month before, in preparation for the ball.

You carefully removed everything from the mannequin and set it down on a nearby leather chair. You then walked into one of the two showers in the room.

When you finished taking a shower, and brushing your teeth, you came out in your silk bathrobe. You then walked over to the makeup table and began to dry your hair with a hairdryer.

You could hear faint sounds of water running, so you figured U-kwon must be in the other shower. You continued to dry your hair.

You then heard a door open. You kept your eyes on your reflection.

"~~~~~?"

"What?"

You saw U-kwon walk towards you, and you noticed that he was half-. He was wearing a towel around his bottom half. You couldn't help but glance at his well defined abs.

*He has nice abs, YAH! Why are you even looking there?!*

 You quickly looked away.

"You do know that there are bathrobes for a reason right?"

"This is much more comfortable."

You shrugged, "Where’s your tux?"

He walked back to the other half of the room and came back with a simple white and black tux that Mr. Kang must've chosen out, "This?"

You nodded. "Put it on."

He nodded and walked into the dressing room, which was in the center of the room. It was covered by a peach velvet curtain.

You finished drying your hair, grabbed your dress, and sat down on one of the couches, waiting for U-kwon to come out.

10 minutes went by, "What's taking so long?"

“Give me a minute!" He hissed,

You rolled your eyes and drummed your fingers on the one of the armrests of the couch.

"Done."

*FINALLY.*

"Come out then."

U-kwon set aside the curtain and scratched his head, "How does it look?"

You were surprised at the outcome. *He actually looks handsome.*

"Good," you said nonchalantly. You walked up to him and fixed his bowtie.

While you were fixing it, you felt his eyes on you, making you look up.

 "What?"

"N-nothin."

You scowled and walked into the dressing room with your dress in one hand, and your heels in the other.

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U-kwon’s POV

"Good."

*GOOD? Just good? I thought I looked pretty handsome...*

She walked up to me and started fixing my bowtie.

I looked down at her and noticed for the first time how pretty she was.

Her straight orangey hair was wet and hanging down her small shoulders.

Shifting my gaze to her face, I gazed at her milky-white complexion, and long lashes.

I couldn't help but gulp when her finger slightly grazed my neck.

She looked up and met my eyes, "What?"

"N-nothin."

*Why are you so nervous Kim U-kwon? It’s not like it’s the first time you’ve meet a pretty girl.*

She scowled and walked into the fitting room with a dress in one hand, and heels in another.

I stood there for a few more seconds before shaking my head and taking a seat on the couch.

A good 5 minutes passed, and ~~~~ came out from behind the curtain.

My jaw dropped and I'm pretty sure my eyes popped out.

The dress perfectly fit her figure, and her bare, petite shoulders were hidden by her long hair.

She must've seen how I was staring since she scowled, "Take a picture, it’ll last longer."

I quickly looked away, "You look pretty," I muttered.

"I know I do," she said as she walked away.

*If only she had a good attitude -__-'*

I followed her and saw her sit down on one of the five makeup tables lined up against the wall.

She pointed at the seat next to her.

She buzzed a red button on the wall, and soon 5 maids walked into the room.

She pointed at me, "He needs his hair done."

"I need my hair, nails, and makeup done."

The maids nodded and got to work.

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Your POV

2 hours later

You opened your eyes and stared at your reflection in the mirror.

Your hair was in ringlets, which bounced off your shoulders.

All of your jewelry were in place.

You checked your nails, which were manicured, and colored a soft light purple.

You checked your makeup, which was very natural and light. You saw your mask and clutch in front of you on the table. You looked at your reflection again, and nodded in satisfaction. You then shooed the maids away.

You then turned your head to see U-kwon, who was asleep.

You rolled your eyes, and saw his hair done up with jell.

You then walked up towards a collection of masks and other face accessories.

You picked a simple gold one that was ringed with black. You then walked over to him, to see if it would look nice.

You bent down in front of him and couldn’t help but stare at his sleeping face.

*He's cute when he's asleep...*

Suddenly, U-kwon grabbed your arm and opened his eyes. You gasped.

"What're you doing?" He asked, an amused grin was evident on his face.

You gave him his mask, "T-this is yours."

*AISH why are you stuttering?!*

You wrenched free from his grasp and walked away, flustered. You could hear him laughing, and your cheeks turned a bright red.

"Shut up!" You hissed.

U-kwon laughed once more before following you out the room, "So, what're we gonna do now?"

You turned around, surprised to crash straight into U-kwon’s chest. You stumbled backwards, but he grabbed onto your arm to prevent you from doing so.

You took a step back, and U-kwon removed is grip.

“Umm, now? W-well,” you looked the clock, “its 5, so we still have some time before we have to go.”

U-kwon stayed silent and stared at you.

“YAH!” You snapped your fingers in front of his face.

He snapped out of his gaze, “Huh? Oh yeah, umm ok."

You turned around, biting your lower lip. 

“Oh and is this a good time to tell you that I can’t slow dance?”

You regained your cold gaze as you spun around and narrowed your eyes at him, “You can’t WHAT?”