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[ text: babygirl ] aw, people were worried about me, cute. ill go see it soon on my own. not good? why? something happen? am i going to need to shatter someone’s nose?
[ text ] i really love knowing you would do that for me, but no, it wasn't that bad. my dress was ruined by aspen's cousin, but the rest of the night was actually really good.
[ text: babygirl ] so uh, i kinda lost my phone lol. i couldnt make it to the opening. how was it?
[ text ] no wonder i have been receiving so many calls asking about you. aw, such a shame, you would have liked it. the club is really nice, although my night wasn’t all that good.
keep your head up || mia & adrien
Lazy day. Adrien rolled out from his bed just to take a quick shower before he felt sick for being sleeping until late. He felt quite the impulse of doing something else that day, more than just staying inside playing videogames as usual. Putting some comfy clothes on, he took his wallet getting ready to walk around. Seoul wasn’t like London at all but what they had in common were the high class stores, he ended looking into some shops in between his walk.
Even if he wasn’t a fashion lover, his mom used to teach him a lot about it, both of his parents being one of those thinking about the appearence and bussiness first, he was instructed on which kind of clothes to wear since he was little, even though the last few years have been his rebel phase getting into a more underground kind of apparel, still, he wasn’t used to buy clothes out of the ones he used to visit in London. Taking a look into the Yves Saint Laurent store, he stopped looking for some shoes, passing through the men side to the women side, still just looking around without any certain thought of buying something, until someone tapped his shoulder. He turned around arching his eyebrow, his eyes looking at the shoes that girl was showing to him, he frowned a bit confused, quickly changing his expression into a smile, pursing his lips trying to hold his laugh, he took a deep breath as he took the shoes from her hands “Sure, anything else that I can do for you?” he asked, getting into his role, he couldn’t help it, it was part of his personality.
Mia couldn't help but irk an eyebrow slightly at the boy's reaction. Was he seriously laughing at her, a client? Not too professional, but Mia let it go, her face returning to her usual serious face just a few moments later. "Just bring me the shoes." She said with a curt smile, immediately turning around and going over to look through some of the racks in the store. She had always seen these luxury brands stores to have the best of the best when it came to their staff, but it seemed this store didn't. Maybe the boy was new and didn't really know how to treat customers; he seemed quite young after all. However, Mia wasn't going to deal with shitty assistants today; not after the mess her dress had been made into the day before. Plus, she was in a bit of a hurry, having agreed to have lunch with Hyeong later on.
As she waited for her shoes to be brought out of the stock room, she wandered a bit aimlessly through the store, not really seeing anything else that caught her eye. She sighed deeply and took a look at her watch: how long was the boy going to take, seriously? She knew things were quite well organized in the storage rooms of this shops, having been in several of them herself during photo shoots, and she couldn't understand how someone could take so long to find a pair of shoes, even if the boy was new and still not used to the store.
where you at || mia & lilly
Mia picked up her clutch from the bedside table and walked down the stairs. She directed a soft smile at the maid cleaning there before leaving the house, her car and driver already waiting for her just outside the building. Once she walked out, she tightly wrapped her leather coat around her: winter in Seoul was being colder than ever and Mia wouldn't be surprised if it started snowing any moment now. She got into the car, sighing happily at the warmth invading the automobile. As the car moved through the streets of Seoul, Mia observed the city: there was less than a month left for Christmas and everything was already decorated for the festive season. She remembered then that she had to start planning her flight back to New York for Christmas, where she always spent Christmas Eve and Day with her parents and her brother. She didn't get to spend much time with her family during the Holidays, though, her parents always organizing charity events and seasonal parties that she had to attend as she was the daughter of the hosts. Thank God her brother was always there with her.
She arrived at Gangnam a few minutes later, the neighbourhood bustling with people shopping or simply walking. Mia got off the car and gave directions to her driver to go and enjoy some free time while she shopped a little. He directed her a soft smile before going back to the car. With her almost permanent poker face, she started walking down the main street, gazing at some store windows in search of something that caught her attention. A beautiful leather bucket bag did so a few moments later. Without a moment of hesitation, Mia walked into the store, immediately looking around in search of the said bag. Her eyes got caught in the shop assistant right behind the counter, though: could it be...? Still not sure if she was the person she thought it was, Mia made her way to the counter, eyebrows slightly furrowed. "Yuri, Yuri Yukimura?" She asked, tilting her head slightly.
stumble on the line || Mia & Minjung
Minjung’s shoulders pushed her shoulders up in a small shrug. The dress was somewhat plain, but it was better than a lot of the things girls wore tonight. Many wore the same things and these were the times she was glad she had produced her own dress, for once a class had aided her in the real world. A smile played on her lips, “Its nice to meet you Mia, I’m Minjung. Ahn Minjung.” She stated smoothly as she took another sip of her drink. ‘You have a lovely name by the way.”
Her fingers trailed through her loose girls as she listened to the other girl, how tragic. She didn’t know what she’d do if someone ruined her dress, it wouldn’t end well. After all she had spent a good few weeks on the development of it and the piecing together. ” People here are so rude, its unbelievable. ” She shook her head letting out a sigh, “I’ve lost hope in a lot of the human race you know ? Is she going to be giving back your dress ? I’m assuming she’s wearing it now ? Or are you going to make her pay for a new one ?” She was awfully curious, not because she liked this like this she was just really into clothing and if this girl was in the market for a new dress she’d have a few suggestions for her, maybe even an Ahn Minjung original. Though she was beginning to get a tad bit ahead of herself she just could help but hope that maybe a dress of her own would be worn on someone else rather than herself.
Mia continued taking little sips of her gintonic as she listened to the girl next to her. The name sounded familiar, but she wasn’t sure from where. Maybe it was just the fact that it was really similar to Miyoung’s, even the surname. She chuckled softly and directed the girl a small smile at the complement. “Thanks, yours too.” She replied with a polite smile. She was being uncharacteristically friendly, but she guessed it wouldn’t hurt to be nice for once.
She let out a low chuckle at her remark. “I have too, people just don’t seem to know modals or class anymore.” She might have sounded a bit too prude or maybe even old, but coming from an elite family, class and politeness had been instaured in her since birth, not to mention society was really becoming more and more rude with time. “I expect her so, she’ll suffer the consequences if she doesn’t give me a new dress.” She said, making again a mental note to send the girl a message first thing Monday morning. “Luckily, her cousin is one of my best friends, so she will undoubtedly have to pay me back in one way or another.” She continued, a small smirk drawing on her face at the thought of some blackmailing. It would serve the girl right if she didn’t cooperate.
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better left unsaid || mia & ivy
Imagine Ivy’s surprise when she saw her old friend appeared on the pages of W Korea on the flight back to Seoul. It had been a while since she heard anything from or about the girl that she thought Mia had disappeared off the face of the earth. Was the former It Girl of Manhattan becoming irrelevant? Ivy had to see it for herself.
It wasn’t much trouble for her to get the model’s number. All she had to do was pretending to be a casting agent and called the modeling agency, then voila, the 11-digit number easily presented itself to her.
Ivy wasn’t one to easily forget and forgive. In fact, the latter word simply does not exist in her dictionary. Why forgive when you could pay back? It was much more fulfilling. Mia might thought she can get away with what she had done years ago, but Ivy was just simply waiting for the right time.
Fluffing out her long brown locks, Ivy emitted a sly smile as she glanced at her own reflection on the jewel-adorned compact mirror. Her makeup was subdue compared to other days, she had gone easier on the eyeliners and a shade lighter lipstick than the bold red color she normally sported.
She almost snorted upon hearing the other girl’s prologue, but she offered a friendly smile. “I can the say the same about you,” she watched Mia plopping down next to her, “Still as beautiful as ever.” she bit her lips refraining herself from making any comment that’d reveal her utmost intention. It was still too early in the game.
To say Mia and Ivy's relationship was awful was an understatement. Mia hated Ivy, and she knew the feeling was mutual: after all, who wouldn't hate the girl who had expelled her from school? It wasn't something Mia was specially proud about, but there had been no other option in order to keep her secret safe. And she intended to keep it that way, no matter what she had to do. She knew making Ivy leave Seoul probably wasn't an option this time, and she just hoped there was something to convince the girl to not betray her. She couldn't let that get out.
She took a good look at Ivy once she sat down, noticing she had actually changed quite a lot. She had gotten prettier, that was no secret, and Mia wondered what had the girl been doing during the years since they had last seen each other. She had no idea where the girl had gone after she managed to get her away from Manhattan, but she knew for sure that she hadn't moved to Seoul then, or she would have heard about it.
Her expression remained emotionless as the other complimented her, knowing it was all pretense, just like her earlier words. She turned around to order a drink: she was definitely going to need one to fight this battle. "So, tell me, how did you get here?" She calmly asked, her face as impassible as ever but her curiosity taking the best out of her.
Measuring Tape || MinjungXMia
Schooling was top priority for this young woman, as she knew it would lead her to the stars. Though her natural talent was strong, she still needed to learn everything see needed to know to make a living off her passion. A sigh fell passed her lips, as she flipped open her sketch book, many designs danced around the pages, all unique in their own way . Dark hues scanned the pages as the teacher talked on about the project that she had to complete within the next week, which she didn’t mind. Though the part that got her on her toes was the fact that she got paired up with another.
Minjung was the type of person to do everything solo, as she didn’t want to rely on anyone for anything, more so her grades. So when her own name was called along with another female’s she couldn’t help the small groan that came from her mouth. After a few moments everyone’s name was called and the class was dismissed for partner planning. Slender finger ran through her dark locks as she let out another sigh before getting up. The girl picked up her things before strapping her bag to her back, she was about ready to leave when she saw her own partner. A Feeling of frustration rang through her, shaking it off with the twist of the head.
Why did she have to do this ? Share her grade with another ? Her annoyance was high as she walked over to the girl, trying to think of something to say so she’d go to the teacher and ask if he’d move her to someone else and have Minjung do solo work. Nothing came to her mind as she came to a stop infront of the girl, setting her pad down on the desk in front of her. The girl gave a forced smile as she attempted to be pleasant, “Hello, I’m Minjung. I’m guessing we’re partners.” she stated in a fake cheerfulness, as she hoped she had the correct female.
It wasn't everyday that Mia Kim attended college classes, what with all the shoots and runaways, but after a few busy weeks with the presentations of all the new F/W 2014 collections, it seemed the business had calmed down a bit and she could have some time for her courses. Mia loved her degree and it was really a shame that she didn't attend as many classes as other students, although being the eager and hardworking person she was, she had never been under the top ten in any course. However, there was one thing she completely despised about her course, and that was the way too big amount of group projects they had to do. Being the independent person she was, and with the amount of schedules she usually had as model, it was always quite difficult to settle up with someone and work together. Not to mention, her classmates weren't too fond of her.
When the professor announced that they were to do a project in pairs, she let out a deep sigh, already dreading the future weeks she would have to be moving around to be able to complete her project. Well, at least the project hadn't caught her in the middle of some busy week. She waited for the teacher to call her name and her partner's, hoping it would be at least someone she had worked with before. That way, they would already know how things worked with Mia. Her eyes rolled when she heard a name she hadn't heard before. How nice. She remained on her seat once the class was dismissed: if her partner was interested on working together, she would come to her.
It wasn't a surprise when a young girl, probably younger than Mia, approached her after a few minutes. She looked at her up and down, trying to remember if she had seen her before in class, but with no results. She kept her poker face as the other smiled and talked to her. "I'm Mia." She simply said, not bothering with idle talk. She was here to pass her course with flying colours, not to make friends.
keep your head up || mia & adrien
Mia walked out of the car, the driver opening and closing the door for her, and looked at the street full of stores in front of her. A smile spread over her lips at the prospect of a shopping spree, on her own this time. She was on the look for a pair of new shoes, one more to add to her already enormous collection back at home. She also intended to find a new red dress, since the one she had worn on Saturday had been completely ruined after the incident with Miyoung.
She doubted for a few moments before making her way over to Yves Saint Laurent store, knowing they would for sure have someone she would like there. She entered the shop and an assistant immediately approached her, a way too plastic smile on her face, but Mia dismissed her politely. She preferred to buy on her own and not have someone following her around the store trying to sell her whatever they thought fitted her. They never got it right, anyway.
She saw a beautiful pair of studded leather boots a few minutes later and immediately moved to pick them up, a small smile settling on her face. She turned around to look for the assistant from earlier, but she was nowhere to be found. She walked instead to another of the assistants, a boy that was rummaging in the men section. With her typical poker face, she softly tapped his shoulder, showing him the shoes when he turned around. "Could I get these on a size 4, please?"
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warm whispers || mia & chohee
Mia stormed into the apartment and walked up the stairs into her room, letting out a shout of rage once she was in the security of her bedroom. She really couldn't believe it, how dare they say she was too skinny for the shoot? After all the things she had done to get to where she was now, after all the hardships, all the shitty shoots she had done to make people notice her, all the times she had exchanged a nice and healthy meal for the possibility of a new runaway show. She felt so impotent, so betrayed. It wasn't fair, they made her go through everything, become the perfect, tall, skinny, young thing she was to later refuse her because she was too skinny?
She threw her bag against the mirror in the far end of the room, making it crack and show a fragmented reflection of her. As she looked at the mirror, she noticed the tears slowly streaming down her face, not having realized she was crying earlier on. A broken shout of impotence left her mouth as she let herself fall to the ground, the tears falling more and more. She just felt so angry, at the company, at the fashion magazine, at herself. She covered her face with her hands, a muffled sob leaving her mouth as her body shook with each new cry. She just, she just didn't know what to do: she couldn't show her rage at the company, they wouldn't fire her, but it would give an even worse image to the magazine. She just could get angry at herself for entering in their game and not being prepared for this kind of thing. It wasn't the first time it happened, but it was the first time it did to her, and she just felt so naive and gullible for not being prepared for it.
now in technicolour || mia & mei
Mia picked up her leather jacket from the back of the seat and walked out of the apartment, locking the door behind her. The doorman directed her a polite smile that she corresponded before leaving the high building, her red Jaguar already waiting for her at the door. With a satisfied smile, she got inside the car, the roaring of the motor making her feel at home. The car had been a present from her brother when she had turned twenty and, although she didn't understand much of motors and other mechanical stuff, she had loved the car instantly. It had probably been one of her best presents ever.
As the car moved through the streets of Seoul, she let her mind wander a little. After last night events, she definitely needed something that would help her recover from the hangover she had been nursing the whole morning. The pills she had taken had luckily made effect and her head didn't throb with every single movement anymore, but it still hurt a little. She was eager to see Mei, too, specially after so much time without seeing each other. She had been incredibly busy lately, what with so many events and all the new shoots for CeCi, and hadn't even been able to see her. She had really missed not being able to make it to her birthday, but she hoped they could have a late birthday celebration that afternoon.
Once she arrived at the building the younger girl lived in, she sent her a text informing of her presence and turned around on the car, picking up the birthday present she had bought her a few days ago: she had been walking down the streets of Gangnam when she had seen the perfect necklace in the window of Poiray Paris. Without a moment of thought, she had entered the shop and bought the present for Mei. She definitely deserved to be pampered a little on her birthday with gifts like that.
When the girl entered the car, she turned to her with a smile and the little bag from the jewelry shop. "Happy Late Birthday!" She said, hoping the girl would like her present.
the way back || mia & ahrang
-Mia walked out of her room, a small smile plastered on her face, and picked up her bag on the way out. She was out of the apartment and inside her car in no time, the address sent to her earlier already on the gps-...-She arrived at the building a few minutes later, smile still on her face. She seriously couldn't wait to see the girl who was like her older sister again after so long-...-She walked up to the apartment and rang the bell, impatiently waiting for the door to be opened-
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Can't wait till I get to taste them. And, of course, till i get to see you again <3
it takes two || Mia & Hyeong
Hyeong looked at his reflection in the mirror as he fixed the cufflinks on his shirt. The night had been as he desired it when he went to see her. There was something about having a woman in his house. The feeling changed. She had left his room to go dress in the guest. He didn’t understand but said nothing. He would have rather her dressing beside him. Then again watching her go from nude to something sexy would probably make them linger in the house longer than they already did. He smiled at the thought then ran his hair though his hair. He grabbed the jacket to his sport suit and headed downstairs. He found her on the couch. As he walked to her his smile grew.
"Ready?" He took in her outfit as he approached her. He laid his jacket over the back of the chair and pulled her close to him. "You look great," he said in a hushed tone and leaning his head close to hers. He had missed her while away. A month away from the woman he kept closest showed exactly why he did just that. He kissed her gently then looked at his watch. "We should get going." He kissed her cheek then grabbed his jacket and walked over to the table for his keys. He looked down at them then shook his head. It would be best to be dropped off. He texted his butler and said he needed to be dropped off.
He pushed off the table and walked back to her, wrapping his arms around her and kissed her cheek then down to her neck. “You smell nice. You always do though. ” He kissed her neck again as his hands roamed over her back. “Should we just stay in?”
As Hyeong approached her, the smile on Mia's face slightly widened. She wasn't going to lie, she loved being treated like this and, although at first she had doubted about spending the weekend at Hyeong's, now she was quite enjoying it and happy she had finally gave in. "I can say the same about you." She said when he embraced her. The suit fitted him perfectly and, she had to be honest, she thought they made quite a good-looking couple. She enjoyed how much he pampered her and the attention she received.
She nodded softly at his words, picking up her clutch from the couch and walking closer to the door. The smile didn't leave her face, she was enjoying this a lot. She corresponded to his hug, a small chuckle leaving her mouth at his words. "I think I might smell a bit too much like you, after spending so much time together." She teasingly said. She slightly bit her lower lip as he continued kissing her, her arms wrapping softly around his neck.
The proposal sounded very tempting, and she sighed softly before replying. "That would be very nice." She said, slightly moving her head so she was facing him. "But we have a place to be and people to meet, remember?" She continued with a small smile, giving him a kiss in case more convincing was necessary. She couldn't let Sarang down, she would kill her.
stumble on the line || Mia & Minjung
Anger filled her being, she’d never been so upset. Why did things like this ? Lovely finger cupped the glass in-front of her before downing her drink. Though she wasn’t much of a drinker she found some sort of pleasure at the burning liquid. Her head began to feel light as she let her worries go. She wasn’t drunk, no she was only a bit off of sober, her body was loose and her worries slightly forgotten. Her mind was vaguely aware of the female who took a spot beside her on the bar. It wasn’t till she spoke when she looked at the pure vision of beauty that so happened to grace her presence.
A smile pulled at her lips as she waved down the bartender for yet another drink. “Why thank you, you’re is pretty as well.” She stated smoothly before letting out a low laugh as the bartender placed another drink infront of her. With a small hand she picked it up and took another sip from it, her red lipstick leaving a small print of the clean glass. ” Who might you be ?” She asked as she ran a hand through her, now, slightly messy hair. Just about a half an hour ago she was dancing on the dance floor, happy for once to let go when her sister came up to her yet again. After their first conversation that night she had been trying to avoid all contact, but she just couldn’t seem to get away.
The girl had debated on leaving, but after the price she payed to get in here she couldn’t just leave. Nor would she let her sister spoil her good evening. That is what lead her to the bar, and her current drink consumption, which in the middle turned in the alcoholic variety at about the fourth glass. The girl took another sip, eying the girl, trying to figure out her story without asking many questions, “Having a good time tonight by chance ?”
Mia couldn't help but let out a chuckle when the other complemented her dress. "This? This is not pretty, is just an ordinary piece of cloth." She said, looking down at her own dress with a grimace. "You should have seen the dress I walked in with, that one was beautiful." She continued, taking another sip from her drink. She probably should get back to her private booth sometime soon, or Hyeong would probably start to worry about her, but she just wanted to wait a bit more. Although the idea of crying over her dress to Hyeong and having him comfort her didn't sound bad either.
As she pondered on her choices, the other girl spoke again and Mia directed her a small smile. "Mia, Mia Kim." She said, noticing the bartender turning back to double check on her at the mention of her name. Well, they shouldn't be that surprised she was there. "And you are...?" She trailed off, looking expectantly at the girl. Seemed like she had found someone to make her a bit of company during the night.
"I was at first, but then this incredibly rude girl spilled her drink all over my dress and now I have to wear the dress she was wearing before, which is just so common." She said, sounding a tad bit too whiny. She didn't want to complain too much, but she just needed to let it out with someone, and the girl had asked after all.
