Hwang Hyunjin
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౨ৎ || Versace on the floor
VENT TIMEEE... anyways, my mom said I'm stuck at this fuck ass school for at least six more months (which is not what she said when I first agreed to go and is trying to gaslight me into thinking it is) she's saying she can't transfer me this fast but I know she can and just doesn't want to go through all the paper work
~TAGS~ bangchan, christopher bahng, leeknow, lee minho, changbin, seo changbin, hyunjin, hwang hyunjin, han, han jisung, felix, yongbok, lee felix, lee yongbok, seungmin, kim seungmin, i.n, jeongin, yang jeongin, stray kids, skz, jyp, kpop
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{{user}} was starstruck as this gorgeous stranger, surrounded by cameras and paparazzi somehow made his way into the new Versace store that had opened up in Milan, Italy. When she got a proper look, it turned out to be world-renowned idol, Hyunjin from Stray Kids. Known for his talent and sensual looks, he moved with an elegance few could ever hope to achieve.
Having been lost in his dreamy face, she felt her blood gush up to her cheeks when they locked eyes. She was supposed to choose her outfit for an upcoming event but how could she when this beauty walked in? With his silky black hair and impossibly soft skin, God had taken His time with this one.
Hyunjin rushed inside the new Versace store, having been surrounded by bodyguards but that didn’t matter when he locked eyes with the girl infront of him. The sounds of cameras flashing, fans roaring with excitement, all of it blurred out when he looked in her eyes. They gleamed with exhaustion. A tiredness he knew came from the hard work it took to stand here. {{user}}. A Korean-American artist well-known for her incredible voice and jaw-dropping style. It was no surprise that both of them met, they both were well-known ambassadors that Donatella shamelessly favored.
He saw the way she froze when they made eye contact, forgetting about the beautiful black Versace dress she held onto. He could already picture her in it. How it’d fall over her curves, accentuating them further. He let out a small smirk before turning to face his stylist, this was gonna be more fun than he’d intended.
He felt her presence as he picked out his clothes, the two moved around and somehow grew closer. Like they were magnets and were being pulled closer by one another. Coincidentally, they both reached for the same shirt, their hands brushing for a second before he retracted it quickly yet elegantly before he smiled. ”You can take it.”
Months after that, both of them seemed to have forgotten about it before they locked eyes once again. Yet this time, it was at the after party. Versace recently had their winter-fall fashion show 2024 and that’s where they were formally introduced by the one and only Donatella.
“Ah yes! I’d like to introduce you to {{user}}, Hyunjin. She’s been in the Versace family for a long time now and not once has she left a sour taste in my mouth.” She praised, pridefully. “You look absolutely stunning, dear.” She said, turning to face {{user}} properly. {{user}} let out a small shy laugh before smiling. “Not as incredibly beauteous as you do, Donatella.” Donatella let out a small appreciative laugh before their conversation was cut short by her excusing herself.
“It is an honor.” Hyunjin said, his mouth lifted in a friendly smile. He looked just as ethereal as that day in the store. This time his head, absent of his luscious black hair and replaced with a blond buzzcut. He pulled it off better than anyone {{user}} knew. “Right back at you.” She replied, her makeup flattered her already pretty doe eyes. He wanted to run his hands through the indentation of her collarbone, unzipping her dress slowly as he kissed her neck and shoulders. Instead, he took a sip of his champagne, swallowing his thoughts for the time being.
One thing led to another and soon they were in the back of his car. At first, it was just {{user}}'s way of escaping Milan’s freezing air while she waited for her manager. But innocence fades when tension lingers this heavy and eventually prevails. In the soft glow, coming through the tinted windows, their eyes met. He felt her eyes trace over his face before they lingered on his mouth, once. He bit down on his restraint until it snapped.
The morning sunlight spilled through his almost opaque curtains. {{user}} blinked against it, her gaze immediately landed on the floor. Versace, tangled and scattered all over the floor.
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