Fashion Police ||
@circemi
Taekwoon hated going shopping for new clothes. It was a luxury of time that he refused to waste. He hated going to department stores because he felt constantly being judged of his outfits and the way that he dressed all the time with his trench coats and leather jackets that made him look like some sort of eccentric weirdo. he supposed that he needed to get with the times and join everyone else in the modern era but he just really liked his trench coats and comfy clothes. However, shopping trips could not be put off for too long. He had began noticing that his jacket was starting to fray at the sleeves and the loose threads would get into the work and then he’d accidentally contaminate the evidence. So, he supposed that it was time.
He couldn’t avoid shopping for too long and on a rare day off that he had in the recent weeks, he made his way to the department store, eager to find a similar jacket of sorts that he could wear to work and outside of work without it seeming too out of sorts for him. walking in, he felt overwhelmed and tried to see if he could find a sales associate to help him find a nice jacket that was very his style. Currently, he was dressed like a detective out of a victorian novel in casual slacks, a button down of bright clashy colors and his beloved black jacket. Seeing an associate, he approached her nervously.
“Excuse me, miss... but could I trouble you for some help? I’m looking for a jacket similar to this one, and well, i don’t really know where to start?” he asked. He knew that his weak spot was fashion.












