Lara Raj x female reader
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The venue was already buzzing when your group arrived.
Camera flashes lit up the entrance like tiny bursts of lightning, fans cheering from behind barricades while reporters called out for photos. Events like this always felt a little surreal—beautiful dresses, flashing lights, endless smiles.
But tonight felt different.
You were adjusting the sleeve of your dress when she stepped out of the dressing room beside you. The moment you looked up, you froze.
Lara was wearing emerald green. Not just any green—deep, shimmering, elegant. The kind that caught every bit of light in the room. And you were wearing red. For a moment, the two of you simply stared at each other. Then Lara’s lips slowly curled into a grin.
“Well,” she said, crossing her arms lightly. “That’s interesting.”
You glanced between her dress and yours. The contrast was almost ridiculous, your deep crimson against her bright green.
“Girls, you’re up!”Moments later, you were walking the event carpet with the rest of the group.
By the time the event ended, your phone wouldn’t stop vibrating. The group had barely made it back into the van before someone gasped.
“Oh, my god.” Megan squealed
“You're trending,” she added on
Your stomach dropped. You turned on your phone, immediately greeted by a flood of notifications. Photos from the event were already everywhere. But what caught your attention weren’t the photos themselves.
“Opposites, but they look so good together.”
“Tell me they’re not dating.”
You buried your face in your hands.
“This is so embarrassing.” Beside you, Lara was scrolling through the posts with obvious amusement.
“Look at this one,” she said with a soft smile.
You peeked through your fingers. Someone had edited one of the carpet photos—Lara laughing beside you while you looked at her. Across the image, big white text reads: Opposites attract.
You groaned. “It’s been two hours.”
“They work fast,” Lara said.
There was a pause. Then she spoke again, quieter this time. “They’re not wrong, though.” You turned toward her.
“What?” She shrugged, suddenly looking a little shy despite the teasing smile on her face.
“I mean… opposites attract.”
“You’re unbelievable,” you said, but you were smiling.
Lara tapped her phone against her knee thoughtfully.
“I should post something.”
Your eyes widened. “You absolutely should not,” but she was already opening Instagram.
She pulled up one of the photos from the event—a candid shot where she was laughing, and you were looking at her like she’d just said something ridiculous. Which… she probably had.
“You’re going to make it worse.”
She looked at you then, expression softening.
“Only if you don’t want me to.”
Your protest died instantly. Because the truth was… You didn’t mind. Not really. In fact, a small part of you liked the idea far too much. After a moment, you leaned closer to her phone.
“Fine,” you sighed. “But if the internet explodes, it’s your fault.” Her smile returned instantly.
“Oh, it’s definitely going to explode.”
She typed the caption slowly.
You watched the words appear on the screen.
“Ready?” she asked. You hesitated for half a second. Then you nodded. Lara tapped the post. At first, nothing happened. After only a minute, the notifications started pouring in.
“OH MY GOD THEY POSTED IT.”
“WAIT, IS THIS A CONFESSION???”
You stared at the screen in disbelief while Lara laughed beside you.
“You’re enjoying this way too much,” you said.
Then she leaned closer, resting her head lightly against yours as the chaos unfolded online. Fans were losing their minds. Edits were already being made. But sitting there beside Lara, red and green dresses still bright under the dim backstage lights, none of it felt overwhelming.
Your hand brushed hers on the seat between you. For a moment, neither of you moved. Then Lara quietly intertwined her fingers with yours.
Opposites attract, after all.
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