Dress shopping (Bill x reader)
“Ill be out here when you're ready to show me” your friend calls , knocking on your dressing room door. You give a simple “ok” as a reply and begin to undress. You're going to a wedding this weekend and your friend is helping you find something to wear, she found her dress weeks ago, you struggled in the fashion department.
Your eyes fell on the dress your friend had picked out for you. It was a very gentle pink color and came down to your mid thigh, it was tight not flowy which was far from your normal attire. It looked nice enough but the price tag frightened you.
You pulled it off the hanger and shimmied into it. Honestly, you thought you looked great, perhaps you should step outside your comfort zone more often when it came to clothing. The dress hugged your curves , which made you feel insecure but it's a wedding so no one will be looking at you, all eyes on the bride, hopefully. You fix your hair and pose for yourself, it was comfortable, surprisingly. Ok time to show her.
“So what do you think of this one? I kinda like it!” you say as you swing the changing room door open, your gaze looking down at the dress.
“Yeah you look great” a man's voice responds, your heart jumps and you lift your head quickly. Your face burns red as your friend is nowhere in sight. In her place is a tall dark haired man casually looking through some belts. Your shoulders drop as you curse yourself. Idiot.
“Oh i'm sorry! My friend said she'd be waiting out here for me” you reply with a smile, trying to pretend like you didnt feel like throwing yourself off a bridge. The man chuckles “oh yeah she left , said there was a cute guy that walked by” he answered looking towards the front of the store.
God that is just like her, chasing after some dude.
“It really does look nice on you” the man says again. You smile and look down at yourself “you think so? I usually don't wear this sort of thing, but i'm going to a wedding” you explain with a chuckle.
He nods, his eyes have not left you.
“Yeah you look awesome, I think you should get it” he speaks reassuringly.
“Holy fuck!” you exclaim then quickly cover your mouth, you didn't mean to be that loud.
The man laughs and steps closer to you as you look at the price tag hanging from the hem of the dress.
“This fuckin thing is 400$?! Jesus christ , I could make my own dress for 50$” you joke. Your shoulders sink, you really wanted this dress. The man laughs loudly
“You're funny,” he chimes. He looks at your face, painted with disappointment.
“Hey I could - I could buy it for you” he offers. You look at him in awe.
“Its…….400 dollars….Why would you do that for me? You dont have to do that its just a stupid dress im sure I can find a cheaper one” You respond waving his idea away with your hand.
“It's ok , I can afford it, I want you to have it” he insists. You don't know what to say , you just look at him.
“On one condition though” he adds with a smile.
“You have to take me as your date” he says shyly