Date with Daesung
Description
This fanfic is for everyone. It will be sweet, enjoyable, and appropriate, just the way Daesung seems to be. This is a redo of my first fanfic because the original was lost in the website's update. I hope you all enjoy.
P.S. I would LOVE some feedback and helpful critique.
P.S.S. My friend and I are trying to start a Tumblr and we need some followers. It's main purpose is for us to have a place where we can let out our love for Korean media. http://secret-soju.tumblr.com/
Foreword
Only one hour, you think to yourself as you barge in through your apartment door. You had just finished up a long and tiring morning shift at the bakery a few blocks away. You are so tired that you decide to set on the sofa and take a breather, but quickly get up as you see your reflection in the TV; hair seemed to be getting greasy from all the labored sweat, make-up was starting to resemble the Joker’s; and your skin seemed to be covered in a fine layer of flour. Upon seeing the disaster you bolt off the couch and head towards the shower while calculating the time until Daesung oppa should pick you up for your date. Twenty minutes for a shower, fifteen minutes to blow-dry your hair, ten minutes to pick the perfect outfit, ten minutes for make-up, and still have five minutes left for any touchups. Forty-five minutes in and you’ve decided to go with a comfy pair of jeans and your favorite t-shirt. You look in the mirror to do your make-up, but realize that your outfit might not be good enough for Daesung oppa. You hastily run back to your wardrobe because this dilemma puts you behind schedule. Finally, just as you’ve figured the perfect outfit you hear a knock at the door “
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