Author's Note: Hello my wonderful readers! Long time no see/talk/update! I know I've been gone for too long. I'm sorry. But I'm just glad I got everything settled with my academic life. We defended our thesis successfully! *cries in triumph* after many sleepless and stressful nights, we finally did it. I feel so accomplished! *cries even harder*

Anyway, semester break is here which means I finally, FINALLY have some time to catch up on my writing! So maybe I can upload 2, maybe three chapters this week. (Keep your fingers crossed!) Also, about the Easter egg in the previous chapter, it was the warehouse where Y/N was held "captive" in. It was the same warehouse that was used in the Fire music video! Now enough with my blabbering and let's get on with the story. :)

Italicized - Inner voice/monologue

Normal - spoken in Korean

Underlined - spoken in English

Y/N's POV

"Wait Mi Kyung – unni! We just passed the dance room. Aren't we going to dance classes?" I asked in confusion as I pointed to the door we just passed by.

She grinned at me mischievously that was made even more pronounced by the playful glint in her eyes. "Nope. We are taking a detour today."

I exchanged dubious glances with my unnis before Somi – unni spoke up.

"But Unni, we never do that. You're always so strict about our schedules!"

She threw another playful glance over her shoulder at us. "It's Bang PD – nim's orders."

Now even the normally unperturbed Feng Jiu – unni voiced her curiosity. "What 'orders'?"

She zipped her mouth playfully and turned her back on us. "Sorry. I'm under strict orders not to tell you anything. Besides, you'll know when we get there. Now, hurry up!" She cried with a hint more excitement and quickened her pace.

"Wait unni! Hold up! Mou (Oh)!" Haru – unni whined playfully as she went on ahead of us.

I glanced at my two remaining unnis who was as lost as I was. Somi – unni sighed good naturedly. "Oh let's just get this over with." And she jogged on to catch up with Haru – unni and Mi Kyung – unni.

I shrugged my shoulders at Feng Jiu – unni who playfully punched my arm in response. "Come on you slowpoke. Let's go. I'm itching to see what's gotten unni acting so mysterious all of a sudden." She took my hand and together we sprinted towards the trio who stopped a short distance before us.

"Now what?" Feng Jiu – unni muttered under her breath. I shot her look.

I have no idea.

We were standing before a glossy white door with a blank silver nameplate at the top. It looked like just any other door that was to be found inside the Big Hit building, but with Mi Kyung – unni beaming at us in front of it, we were sure there was something more behind it.

She clasped her hands excitedly. "So are you guys ready?"

We shot nervous glances at each other. For some reason, whatever it was behind that door made us nervous. Nevertheless, we took deep breaths and pasted on brave smiles.

"Ready!" we chorused as a group.

A big grin now enveloping her face, Mi Kyung – unni nodded and swung open the door.

Susmaryosep! (Jesus, Mary and Joseph!)

It was a big room filled with racks and racks and racks of luxurious, stylish clothes. There were cocktail dresses that glimmered, sparkled and shimmered in a wide array of colors, ranging from sleek black, bright orange and pastel nudes. Pants, skirts, shorts and rompers of all sorts; jeans, leather, satin and velvet were hung immaculately beside rows of tops; blouses, button ups, shirts, tank tops and crop tops.

Opposite of it, an array of shoes; boots, stilettos, platforms and even pairs of sneakers, neatly lined the shelves. Further to the right, a huge trove of jewelries and accessories, along with a ton of makeup were arranged in a sparkly, orderly manner atop a white vanity with a big mirror.

The size of that mirror were the same size as my eyes were as I was stumped in a silent shock, while my unnis started squealing in happiness at the sheer amount of clothes in the room.

"Holy crap! Look at all these! It's heaven!" Somi – unni cried as she ran her eyes over the racks of dresses.

"It's more than heaven! It's paradise!" Haru – unni shrieked as she twirled around like a dreamy princess reveling in her abundant closet.

"It's a shoe paradise!" the normally composed and cool, Feng Jiu – unni, the shoe lover that she was, gushed as she lovingly caressed a blood – red thigh high boot.

Meanwhile, I continued to gape stupidly at my surroundings.

Oh no. Oh no no. This can't be what I think this is, right?

Mi Kyung – unni shook her head good naturedly and clapped her hands to get everybody's attention. "Alright, ladies settle down now. Settle down." She smiled apologetically at the tall woman beside her. (Wait there was another woman in the room?)

"Sorry Jinri – unni."

Jinri – ssi waved her apology off with a gentle smile. "Oh it's fine Mi Kyung. I would've had the same reaction as them if I saw all these clothes!"

Then she turned her attention to us. "Hello ladies. I'm Park Jinri. Nice to meet you." She smiled and gave a polite bow.

Somi – unni cleared her throat and shot us a look that said compose yourselves! Then together we straightened up and greeted her back.

"Hello Park Jinri – ssi!" We greeted in chorus.

"I'm Kim Somi!"

"I'm Zhang Feng Jiu."

"I'm Miyazaki Haruka! But just Haru is fine!"

"I'm Y/N."

"Nice to meet you too!" We said together once more.

She smiled at us with a knowing glint in her eye. "Please just call me Jinri – unni. Jinri - ssi sounds too formal. I'll be your personal stylist after all. And this," she gestured to the huge room we were in, "will be your dressing room from now on." A chorus of amazed gasps were the only reply to this bit of news. Then she looked us each in the eye. "I look forward to working with all of you."

Composing ourselves, we bowed once more. "Likewise."

I glanced at Jinri - Unni and finally got a good look at her. She was a tall lady, towering over Feng Jiu – unni who was already a statuesque woman herself. Her shoulder length hair was immaculately straight and was dyed an exquisite platinum blonde. It fell in light wisps around a gently oval face, with high arched eyebrows, delicately, sloping monolid eyes hiding dark brown irises filled with tender mirth. She was wearing a very fashionable ensemble of a long sleeved lace black top paired with a tight white pencil skirt, with her long legs enveloped in black tights, and her feet encased in shiny black pumps.

Parang model. (She looks like a model.)

"So," she began. "I'm sure by now you already know what we're going to do today."

"It's makeover day!" Haru – unni squealed.

"Correct, Haru. But not quite." Jinri – unni said mysteriously.

Anak ng tokwa! (Son of a tofu!) Please just get to the point.

As if sensing my unease, Jinri – unni threw me a placating look and I sighed to calm myself.

Chill ka lang Y/N. (Chill out, Y/N. Chill.)

"We are having a makeover but it's not going to be long term yet." She clarified. "Instead, today we will test out various looks on each of you to decide which look suits you best. These will then be your final looks for your debut in the coming year." She ended with a wink which led to another round of screams of delight from my unni and an added dread to me.

A nagging voice reverberated in my head.

You wanted this. You wanted to be a K – Pop idol and so you must deal with and accept anything and everything that comes with it; hair, makeup and everything in between. Besides, if they cut your hair, it'll always grow back right? And if they put on makeup on you, it won't be that thick and you'll only be wearing it anyway during live broadcasts and public appearances. And if they make you wear shorts and skirts … well your legs aren't that bad. Come on Y/N suck it up! You can do this! For your dream and for your unnis dream!

Idiot! That's not what I'm worried about! I've already braced myself for all of that. A second voice screeched back at the former.

Then what is? Voice no. 1 answered.

I have no idea! About clothes or makeup. About any of this! Voice no. 2 retorted.

A beat of silence.

Then an exasperated sigh.

You're the idiot! That's what Jinri - unni is here for. She's our stylist! Duh.

Yeah, I know. I'm not dumb. But she's not always going to be there, is she? What if we go travelling and it's up to choose what I should wear? I have no idea which clothes look good on me. Comfy fashion is all I know and that consists of jeans, hoodies and shirts! I don't wanna embarrass my unnis!

I was so lost in thought that I was jerked back to reality by a gentle nudge to the shoulder by a smiling Jinri – unni. "Come Y/N. Let's get started."

"Y – Yes. Yes unni." I smiled at her slightly as she drew me forward to stand beside my other unnis.

"So as you may already know, Bang PD – nim has already chosen a concept for you." Jinri – unni said.

We nodded in response.

"However, for reasons which cannot be explained for now, we won't be revealing that concept to you yet. Let's just say it's something of a rarity for girl groups, but it's also something that would suit the four of you really well." She winked again, even more playfully this time and we sighed in good natured resignation.

Oh well. Bang PD – nim and all his secrets. Well, no matter what his plans are, they always turn out spectacularly!

"Huh. Well, if that's the case Unni how are we going to do our look testing today if we don't know the concept yet?" Feng Jiu – unni asked thoughtfully.

"Well, I didn't say you'll know nothing about your concept, only that I can't blatantly reveal what it is to you yet. However," She looked to Mi Kyung – unni who smiled at us in response as she raised a white folder. "However," Mi Kyung – unni continued, "There are some key elements about your wardrobe and overall look in this folder."

She flipped through it. "Let's see… hmm… Oh yes. A lot of black and gold and even some shades of apricot and amber for the wardrobe. What else…" She skimmed through the specifics. "Oh um… Also boots, both stiletto and cargo and some sleek sneakers." She flipped another page. "And for the hair and make – up… something that especially brings out their eyes and makes their skin glow." She finished with a triumphant smile as she hugged the folder to her chest.

Black? Gold? Boots and sneakers? Makeup that brings out our eyes? What could the concept be?

It seems as I wasn't the only one made curious by Mi Kyung – unni's revelations as my other unnis made speculations of their own.

"Hmm cargo boots and sneakers … for ease of dancing maybe?" Feng Jiu – unni surmised.

"Plus black and gold and even orange for clothes … Maybe a concept that's bold and fierce?" Haru – unni muttered thoughtfully.

Jinri – unni clapped her hands to get our attention. "Okay, okay. That's enough speculating for now! Let the makeover begin."

We spent the entirety of the morning going through our "makeover" (as my unnis insisted it to be called). We started with trying on wigs of different styles and after about the millionth try, each of us finally found the perfect hairstyle. Somi – unni ended up with shoulder-length chestnut colored hair with some highlights and a side fringe. It made her look more mature and really chic. Feng Jiu – unni was given a short cropped midnight blue hair that highlighted her porcelain complexion and framed her China – doll features beautifully. Haru - unni got a fluffier, curlier version of her bob but with pink strands intertwined with platinum highlights that made her look even more angelic yet with a hint of swag. And me? I had the same, jet black color, though my hair this time was only half way down my back and I had layers and a full fringe on, which according to Jinri – unni, 'brought out my exotic features nicely.' (Whatever that meant.)

She eventually told us to keep our wigs on for the rest of the day to 'Further test it out.' To which we just shrugged and did as we were told. Then we put on some makeup, amidst all the shrieking of how that shade of lipstick was "so you" or how that eye-shadow "made your eyes twinkle". We finally settled with makeup in pink, peach and nude shades.

Next we went on to try on some clothes and this was where my unnis finally lost it, as they all squealed in excitement. Jinri – unni laughed and shook her head in exasperation.

"Alright alright. Fine! I'll give you a few minutes to choose whichever clothes you like and then we'll do the fitting and I'll decide which clothes go with the concept. Is everyone alright with that?"

A chorus of shrieks and a silent 'Yes' from me were all that were heard and Jinri – unni just stood to the side with a rueful smile as my unnis attacked the clothes rack and chose whichever caught their eye.

I walked up to her and smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry for all the racket unni. The other members can get a little out of hand sometimes. Although," I paused as I took in the frenzy of the three women going through piles of clothes before me, "I haven't seen them this excited before."

She beamed at me in response. "Oh it's quite alright, Y/N. As I said earlier, I completely understand. This is a woman's treasure trove after all." Then she chuckled and shook her head in mirth. "Bang PD – nim really outdid himself this time."

I looked at my unnis excited, flushed faces and was inclined to agree. "He really did."

"What about you?"

"Huh?"

"Why aren't you with your unnis and picking out clothes?" Jinri – unni asked with a curious smile.

"Oh!" I chuckled nervously before continuing, my heart pounding like a drum in my chest. "Well, I don't really know much about clothes." I rubbed my neck in a nervous habit. "I'm more of a hoodie/jeans/sneakers type of girl, you see. And now," I gestured sheepishly to all the clothes in the room, "I have no idea which to choose."

Jinri – unni raised an eyebrow. Then she scrutinized me from top to bottom.

"You're just not that type of girl?" Jinri – unni finished off with a grin.

I sighed and grinned back abashedly. "No. I'm not."

Huffing playfully, she took my arm and pulled me over to the section of the rack filled with all sorts of pants (and some clothes whose names I didn't know). "Well, thankfully Bang PD – nim was prepared and included clothes for all types of girls." She said as she picked several articles of clothing and thrust it to me.

"But unni-"I started to protest.

"No buts. I think I already know what you want and what you need, even if you, yourself don't know it just yet." She smirked and winked at me.

What?

She expertly maneuvered between the limbs and legs of my unnis who were still busy rifling through extravagant articles of clothing, and chose a number of shirts and blouses and handed it to me.

Then we went over to the shoe racks and she selected a few pairs of shoes, including sleek white sneakers, and deposited it into my growing armful of clothes. Finally, we sauntered over to the vanity laden with accessories and she took a black leather belt, along with a bunch of other jewelry, and piled it onto the overflowing mountain of clothes into my arms.

"U – unni." I groaned under the weight of all the lavish clothing.

She clucked her tongue at me. "Enough complaining and go get changed."

"Where?"

"Over here." She said as she guided me into one of the side rooms.

Depositing the armload into a chair, I stretched out my numb arms and shook myself out of my confused daze.

What did Unni mean by what she said?

A loud knock reverberated through the small room.

"Y/N! Are you done yet?" Jinri – unni called from the other side.

"N – not yet Unni! Just a minute!" I yelled as I hurriedly put on the clothes she gave me.

A few minutes later, we were all decked out in the outfits we chose (in my case, the outfit Jinri - unni chose for me.) All my Unnis looked stunning. They all looked like the K-Pop idols they were meant to be. Somi - unni was enveloped in a black and orange cocktail dress, black bomber jacket and black heels. Feng Jiu - unni was dressed in a peach cropped top blouse, orange high waisted shorts, black leather vest and ankle boots. Haru - unni was clothed in an off - shoulder apricot top, black plaid mini skirt, black tights (I thought they were stockings) and shiny black heeled Mary Janes (Jinri - unni pointed it out to me. I thought they were school shoes at first.)

Each of them twirled and strutted in their outfits as Jinri - unni surveyed their looks.

"Hmm. Not bad. You girls definitely know your fashion," she pronounced as she fingered Haru - unni's skirt. "And you were within the concept too."

She stepped back and a looked at us as a whole unit. "Good. Everything's good," she said with a smile that mirrored my unnis triumphant smiles. Then her gaze settled on me, standing a little to the side, and she shook her head in mirth while trying to hold back her laughter. "Y/N,what are you wearing?"

I hurriedly covered my chest with my arms and curled in on myself, as my unnis howled in laughter.

"I told you I had no idea what I was doing!" I grumbled.

"Y/N, I knew you had zero fashion sense, but I didn't know it was this bad!" Feng Jiu - unni teased in between giggles.

"Mou (Oh) Y/N - chan!" Haru - unni exclaimed playfully as she snickered.

"Do you need some help?" Somi - unni ever the leader offered as her laughter subsided.

I glared at my unnis. Upon seeing the warmth and tenderness in their gazes I sighed in resignation, smiled at them timidly and straightened up from my curled position.

"I'm sorry unnis. But I think I'm helpless when it comes to fashion."

Jinri - unni clucked her tongue again. "Nonsense! No one is helpless in fashion. You just need a little bit of help, that's all."

And she proceeded to guide me on which should go with which and which accessory would go nicely with the pants, with my unnis echoing her sentiments and offering suggestions in the background. I tried to take note of everything they said, but my lack of fashion knowledge overwhelmed me; everything they said were pure gibberish to me.

The rest of the day went by in a blur. After spending the whole morning with the makeover, we spent the remaining time on dance class. More new choreography was taught to us, and although it was tiring, it was a welcome ache; even more so than talking about clothes that coordinate well or shoes that go nicely with this and that. At least with dancing, I knew what I was doing.

We finished a little later at around 8pm, and with some bows and greetings of farewell, we were on our way home. The entire car ride was filled with silence; the familiar chatter was absent. My unnis were probably wary of my somber-than-usual mood. I would've been grateful, except my thoughts were filled with the disaster of a makeover earlier in the day.

So are you just gonna give up now? Voice no. 1 nagged again.

Well, what am I supposed to do? I know nothing!

Ask for help, duh.

Oh yeah? And then get laughed at? No thanks.

I wasn't talking about your unnis.

It took a moment for that to sink in.

Oh right! Thanks Voice no. 1!

Anytime. Now get going you!

I jumped in my seat and fished for my phone so suddenly that I startled my unnis so badly.

"You okay, Y/N?" Somi - unni asked tentatively.

I grinned at her and held up my phone. "Better than okay."

Then I quickly dialed a number. 2 rings later, a goofy voice that did a manly expression answered. "Yeoboseyo?"

"Yeoboseyo Jungkookie! Remember, what you said last time? Well I'm gonna have to take you up on your offer sooner than I expected."

Jungkook's POV

"See you in 5!" Noona's determined voice echoed before the line went dead.

I threw my phone haphazardly on the couch, a wide grin splitting my face. I made the offer to help Noona when it came to K-Pop idol life with utter sincerity, but I didn't expect her to accept the offer so soon. But now that she did, an indescribable happiness filled my entire body.

Are you sure it's not just because you want to spend some time with her?

I brushed off the voice in my head. Of course not! Now scram!

Collecting my thoughts, I stood up and started pacing, a million thoughts occupying my mind. It was a good thing it was Bangtan's day off tonight. It was a hellish week of preparations and practices for our upcoming trip to the US. Bang PD - nim took pity on us and granted us a day off to the immense relief and happiness of all the members. As such, only Hoseok - hyung, V - hyung and I remained in the dorm. The rest of the members went out to do some shopping and some relaxing.

Now back to business.

Fashion huh? Well I'm not that a reliable person myself. My wardrobe is all about, big, comfy and black. Wait, I'll just ask help from my hyungs!

Sprinting, I went to Hoseok - hyung's room first. I knocked, waited for his usual "Come in." and entered. I found him on his desk, scribbling lyrics on his notebook (possibly for a new song), and as I neared him, he looked up with his familiar bright smile.

"Hey Jungkookie," he greeted as he put his pen down on the desk. "What's up."

"I need help, Hoseok - hyung."

Hearing the serious lilt in my otherwise cheery voice, he schooled his features and asked. "What kind of help?"

"Fashion help."

He tilted his head to the side in confusion. "Huh? But you already dress pretty well. I don't really think you need the help."

I inwardly facepalmed.

Stupid Jungkook! You should have clarified it first!

"No, not for me. For Noona."

Instantly, his confused expression shifted into a knowing and mischievous one; he nodded in understanding. "I see."

I frowned at him. "Hoseok - hyung I know that look and it's not what you think."

He quickly backtracked. "Hey! I didn't say anything." Seeing my frown still intact, he relented. "Okay, okay. I'll help you. Jeez, you're so wound up right now aren't you?" He chuckled.

I sighed and chuckled myself. "Sorry Hyung. Maybe I am." Then I exhaled and proceeded to explain to him my offer to Noona and her subsequent call tonight. When I finished, he nodded again. "Hmm, now I understand." He smiled sunnily at me. "Sure! I'll help you Kookie." He cupped his jaw. "This seems really important to you."

"It is."

"Then all the more that I should help." He replied cheerily as he dragged me out of his room. "Let's go get Taehyung!"

We went to V - hyung's room next. Hoseok - hyung knocked quickly and entered immediately and we found V - hyung, lying stomach down on his bed and tinkering with his camera.

He looked up a bit annoyed. "Yah hyung! Can't you knock?"

Smirking, Hoseok - hyung replied. "I did. And then I came in."

"Aish. Fine. What is it?" V - hyung asked as he straightened up into a sitting position, his camera still in hand.

"Taehyung - ah we need your heeelp!" Hoseok - hyung chirped into a sing - songy voice.

"Oh? What kind of help?"

Hoseok - hyung nudged me forward and I shared with V - hyung the same thing I said to Hoseok - hyung.

With no hesitation, V - hyung agreed. "Of course I'll help! It's Y/N."

Grinning, I bowed to both of my hyungs in gratitude. "Thank you so much!"

"No problem, Jungkookie." Hoseok - hyung replied.

"It's our pleasure." V - hyung quipped.

We went to the living room to wait for Noona. A few minutes later, the doorbell rang, and I scurried to answer it like a giddy schoolboy, making my hyungs chuckle behind me. I opened the door and my mouth hung open. Before me stood Noona. Only it didn't look like Noona. Her hair was shorter, and a few strands framed her face attractively. Her new fringe drew attention to her large eyes that were lined in black and painted in a peach brown color. Her smiling lips were stained in a coral brown hue and her cheeks puffed out in the same peach color as her eyes, only a few shades lighter.

She looked beautiful. Really beautiful.

"Hi Jungkookie!" She greeted me cheerfully and I felt myself blush up until the tips of my ears.

"I -um ah I -" I stammered and stuttered over my words as I tried to formulate a reply.

Her brows drew close in concern and she frowned as she placed her hand on my forehead. "Are you okay? You look really red." She went closer and peered into my eyes.

Close. Way too close!

"You're not sick are you. Because if you are I can just come back another day." She withdrew her hand and turned to leave when I found my voice again.

"Noona wait!" I called as I grabbed her hand. "I'm not sick. Really, I'm not."

She squinted at me, and I felt myself squirm under her gaze. "Are you sure?"

Aish. Stop that Noona!

"Look, you're becoming red again!"

I dragged her inside. "Aish never mind that! Let's just go inside!"

"Okay, okay!" She replied as she hurriedly removed her shoes, put on slippers and got pulled by me towards the living room, my face flaming hot and my heart thundering the entire time.

Focus Jungkookie! Focus!

"Annyeong Y/N!" Hoseok - hyung and V - hyung greeted her upon arriving at the living room and threw me a knowing stare.

I shot a glare right back at them that said "Zip it hyungs!" but they pointedly ignored me.

"Annyeong Hobi - oppa and Tae!" She replied just as cheerfully. "I didn't know you'd be here. I thought it'd be just Jungkook helping me." She confessed sheepishly and bit her lip.

"Well, Jungkook went and begged us to help him." Hoseok - hyung said off - handedly.

"And we just couldn't say no to our dear maknae." V - hyung supplied with a cheeky grin.

Oh, so that's how it is huh? I thought as my face reddened yet again with humiliation. Fine! Mark my words hyungs! This Golden Maknae will have his revenge. I cackled inwardly as I thought of various pranks to play on them.

"I see. Well, thank you so much." I head Noona say in reply as she bowed low in gratitude. "I hope this isn't an inconvenience for you."

"Oh, not at all! Really, we'd be happy to help." Hoseok - hyung hurriedly reassured her.

"And you know, that we love fashion and so we consider this fun." V - hyung added with a wink.

"Oh I see! Thank you again!" Noona replied with a bigger smile. "I look forward to working with all of you!"

"Likewise!" we chorused back.

So Noona started showing us the clothes she got from Jinri - noona (who used to be one of our stylists before). She laid out a black velvet jumpsuit, a romper made of similar material only in a peach color, a pair of leather pants and loose dark jeans; some button up shirts, plain shirts and a few leather jackets; all in shades of orange and black.

Next, she set out pairs of shoes, sleek white sneakers, black cargo boots and knee high platform boots; and some accessories such as a leather belt, a studded leather wristband and silver stud earrings.

My hyungs and I looked at all the articles of clothing, nodding while deep in thought; a bunch of ideas floating in our minds.

"So what's your concept?" Hoseok - hyung asked after much thinking.

Noona rubbed her neck sheepishly. "Well, we don't really know yet. All we know is that our wardrobe will involve a lot of black and shades of orange and that we'd be wearing a lot of boots and sneakers. That's it."

"Huh. Bang PD - nim is being is mysterious self again." V - hyung chuckled.

You said it hyung. Wonder what the concept will be? Well, knowing PD - nim it's gonna be awesome!

"So," Noona looked at each of us expectantly, "Do you have any ideas for me?"

My hyungs and I looked knowingly at each other and nodded vigorously at her. And we began.

Hoseok - hyung explained to her how bold colors still complement each other well as long as the accessories are kept minimal. V - hyung shared that the whole outfit should be balanced, thus everything, from top to bottom must be kept in mind when thinking of a look. Finally, I told her that black is a dark color and if it must be paired with a brighter color as orange, must be the dominant color in her look. Then I told her to not be afraid to experiment with her choices. Fashion, after all, is about mix and match.

It was a bit too much information to take in all at once and I was worried that she wouldn't understand any of it. But each of us made sure that we explained it in terms that she could understand, which worked to my immense relief, as I watched her nod vigorously and understanding light up her eyes. I felt a grin creep in as I continued watching her enjoy talking about clothes. Her, my Noona, who hadn't even worn heels or makeup or dresses before, was actually enjoying fashion.

She really has come far.

"So, have you got everything already?" Hoseok - hyung asked with a grin.

She looked deep in thought for a moment, probably remembering all that we told her, then beamed at us. "Yup. I have." She lugged all the clothes upward. "I'll try these on then." Then she glanced around. "Um where do you suppose I can change?"

That jerked me up. "Oh! Well you can change in my room."

"Sure, you can." I head V - hyung mutter behind me.

I gritted my teeth, struggling to maintain my smile at Noona.

Just you wait hyung!

"Come Noona, it's this way." I told her as I grabbed her hand and led her to my room.

"Um, okay."

We arrived at my room and I gently pushed her inside.

"Just let me know if you need anything alright? I'll be right outside." I told her shyly.

She tilted her head at me, probably wondering why I suddenly seemed shy. "Sure, I will." She was about to close the door when she abruptly opened it again.

"Oh and Jungkook?"

"Yes?" I glanced over at her.

"Thanks again." She said with the biggest, most genuine grin I've ever seen from her, that made her eyes twinkle even more and colored my face into the reddest it's ever been.

I coughed. "Um, you-you're welcome."

She grinned once more and closed the door. I tapped my drumming heart and took deep breaths.

What's wrong with you Jungkook? Are you really sick?

I don't know. I really don't know.

Well pull yourself together! You're being weird!

Y-yeah. Yeah sure.

"Jungkook?" Noona's voice called from inside.

"Y-yes?"

"Would you mind helping me please?"

"Uh sure."

I sauntered inside and stopped dead in my tracks. Noona was struggling with the zipper of her romper. Her smooth, mocha back was halfway exposed, tracing the elegant column of her neck and I felt my cheeks color beetroot red as I immediately turned around.

"Noona what do you think you're doing!" I asked outraged.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" she asked, an annoyed trace in her voice. "I'm asking you to help me zip up."

I rubbed my face exasperatedly.

Aish. She's so obtuse!

"I - I know but…"

"But what? Hurry up, my arms are killing me!"

Aish to hell with it!

"Fine!" I turned around and hurried to zip her up. "Happy now?"

"Yes. Thank you." She said, her voice laced with gratitude. She shrugged on a muted orange jacket then turned around. "So what do you think?"

I appraised her from top to bottom. Her black velvet romper emphasized her curves and the muted orange jacket made her skin glow. The combat boots she had on highlighted her shapely calves and long, lean legs. Overall, she looked womanly but badass.

I gave her two thumbs up and beamed. "You look amazing."

She grinned back. "Thanks Jungkookie. I think I better show your hyungs as well."

And so we showed her outfit to Hoseok - hyung and V - hyung who echoed my sentiments, showing big smiles and shouting whoops of appreciation; and saying that she catches on quick. Noona bowed and gallantly yet timidly accepted their compliments.

"By the way I just noticed," Hoseok - hyung commented in between whoops, "but you look different today, don't you?"

"She does!" V - hyung agreed. "Her hair is different and…" He inspected her face and sat back down in shock. "Are you wearing makeup?"

Noona chuckled. "Yes I am. And I'm wearing a wig right now. Jinri - unni said we have to wear our wigs for the entire day. But this will be my hairstyle when we debut."

Oh so that's a wig. Well, Noona looks good either way.

Then I caught myself. Yah!

Hoseok - hyung and V - hyung nodded. "Well then go on and try your other outfits!" they chorused. And Noona sauntered off.

The rest of the fitting went pretty well, and with each outfit I saw Noona's growing confidence in her choices, as well as her sheer joy in earning our praise. She was enjoying it. And I was happy for her.

"Well, thanks again for today, Jungkookie, Hobi - oppa and Tae. I appreciate this a lot." She said as way of saying goodbye.

"You're very welcome, Y/N." Hoseok - hyung replied with his sunniest smile of the day.

"I hope you visit us again soon!" V - hyung bid cheerfully as he waved his hand back and forth.

Noona chuckled. "I will. See you!" She waved and sauntered to leave as I walked with her to the door.

She turned to me, all smiles. "Thank you so much for everything Jungkook - ah. Tonight was such a big help." She chuckled. "I wasn't even sure you were gonna be free but you were and you used your day off to help me. I'm sorry."

I waved off her apology. "Oh don't worry about it Noona! I wasn't doing anything particularly important anyway. I was happy to help. And," I paused as I grinned at her sincerely, "I was really happy you took my offer. If you wish to ask for any more help in the future, please don't hesitate."

"I won't. I appreciate it Jungkook. Really, I do." Suddenly, she went on her tiptoes (she was a few inches shorter than I was), pressed a chaste kiss on my cheek and gave me a quick hug. "Thank you for being such a caring friend." She said as she straightened up while I cupped my now flaming cheek. "See you around!" She waved and ran off.

I stood there dumbstruck, the flame in my cheeks spreading all over my body.

This was bad. This was very bad.

I'm not catching feelings for my Noona, am I?

Author's Note: So that was it! Was there a particular scene you really liked from the chapter? A line that cracked you up? What do you think is the concept for the girls? Please give a hoot below. We fanfic writers live for your comments!

Annyeong! :)