#ੈ‧₊˚ ┊ ᆞ 𝗝𝗜𝗔 𝗪𝗢𝗢﹕ milo kwon .
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" milo, " she retorts from the dressing room, placing the skirt back on the hanger and on the hook for an associate to take. " well, i already said it made me look like a bird. " jia mumbles, nose crinkling as she pulls her own clothes back on. she releases a soft breath, hands smoothing over the front, subconsciously smoothing away wrinkles that don't exist. ah, what the hell is she doing ? grabbing her bag and phone, jia swings the door open and sets a hand on her hip. " i heard that, and i mean . . . you were here. what's the harm in asking your opinion ? " she lets out a soft breath, settling down in the opposite arm chair and mirroring their posture, arms folded across her chest. " either way, i'm finished with shopping now. we can go anywhere you want— my treat. "
crossing their arms over their chest , milo frowned in response — no chance she expected a glowing review from him .. “ jia , ” he began , head slightly tilted forward as their tone dripped with restrained frustration . “ if you wanted me to say somethin' sweet and kind about that hideous fuckin’ skirt , then you asked the wrong person . ” he averted his gaze at her pout , knowing their resolve not to lie would not be interested in that fight . turning to the nearest rack with a scowl , he thumbed through a few of the options ; surely something there would be better than the one she’d tried on before . “ mhm , and i’ve got a choice few left over , too . ” giving up , he abandons the rack of silk and satin in favor of the unoccupied plush armchair , one leg crossed neatly over the other as he waits for her to emerge again . “ why do you want my opinion , anyway ? if you feel good in it , then fuck what anyone else has to say and just wear it ... even if it's that monstrosity . ”
#he can't say it if i jump off a bridge first 🤪#lcversboy.#ੈ‧₊˚ ┊ ᆞ 𝗝𝗜𝗔 𝗪𝗢𝗢﹕ milo kwon .#ੈ‧₊˚ ┊ ᆞ 𝗝𝗜𝗔 𝗪𝗢𝗢 ﹕ writings .
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there is a very short list of things she could have expected for them to say, but she didn't expect for them to agree to an extent. " you weren't supposed to agree, " a full pout tugs at her lips as she gets one final look in the mirror. their relationship— if she could even call it that, goes back long before this very moment. there's some things she could have assumed, but first on the list wouldn't be standing in the middle of a louis vuitton, wanting milo's opinion on a piece of clothing she ultimately won't buy. jia huffs dramatically before going into the dressing room, shutting the door and pulling the skirt off. " you know, you've got a real way with words. "
milo wasn’t entirely sure how they’d managed to find themself here in this moment , thumbing through racks of clothes he was almost guaranteed not to buy , but he figured that was neither here nor there when considering the doe - eyed look jia had just given him . she irked him , a scowl settling on his mouth — not because he disliked her or because she annoyed him .. the opposite , really . there was something about her , and he couldn’t identify exactly what it was , but it made them care , made them wary of himself to the point where he began filtering his responses . “ is that .. not what you were going for ? ” okay , maybe saying he’d mince his words was pushing it , but he couldn’t deny the desire to do so had definitely been there .
#ur allowed to roast this one#i want him to step on my head thank u#lcversboy.#ੈ‧₊˚ ┊ ᆞ 𝗝𝗜𝗔 𝗪𝗢𝗢 ﹕ writings .#ੈ‧₊˚ ┊ ᆞ 𝗝𝗜𝗔 𝗪𝗢𝗢﹕ milo kwon .
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