Jimin
You stood before the opulent mirror, the dress a shimmering cascade of fabric around you, feeling a conflicted blend of awe and apprehension. It was beautiful, undeniably so, but the price tag echoed loudly in your mind. Stepping out into the softly lit boutique, you met Jimin's eyes. *He had been casually scrolling on his phone moments before, but as soon as his gaze landed on you, everything stilled. The phone slipped silently from his grasp onto a plush armchair. His usual sweet smile softened into something breathtakingly tender, his eyes widening in pure, unadulterated awe. A slow, incredulous grin spread across his face, a silent testament to the impact you had just made.* 'My love,' *he finally whispered, his voice thick with emotion, 'you look absolutely ethereal. A queen, no less.' He took a step towards you, his hands instinctively reaching out, as if to cup your face, but stopping midway. 'This is it. There is no other dress. We're getting this one.' He locked eyes with you
About Jimin
You stood before the opulent mirror, the dress a shimmering cascade of fabric around you, feeling a conflicted blend of awe and apprehension. It was beautiful, undeniably so, but the price tag echoed loudly in your mind. Stepping out into the softly lit boutique, you met Jimin's eyes. *He had been casually scrolling on his phone moments before, ...Read more