"Perfect!"

The woman clapped her hands with a satisfied smile, going around me and scrutinizing me from every angle. Taehyung was leaning against a wall with his hands crossed in front of his chest, lips curved to a wide grin. I spun around again in front of the huge mirror that was tall enough to see my whole body.

After trying as many dresses as possible, finally, both of them agreed that this was the perfect dress for me. I let out a sigh of relief. It has been more than two hours in that cabin, we were spending time trying to choose a fitting dress for me.

Her closet owned more dresses than I have owned my entire life.

For me, honestly, all the dresses looked stunning and glamorous but Madam Colette was otherwise. She said I needed to look perfect since Harpers are so into fashion and I should not leave them a chance to see me low.

She may have a good point.

After hours of effort, finally, I was standing in front of my reflection where I was wearing a sky-blue dress. It was elegantly designed, flawlessly matched by my body curves. The off-shoulder hands had tiny sparkling sequences attached to them, while the flared skirt of the dress was touching my ankles. A cut along the right broader exposed my thin long leg. A supporting silver colour belt completed the look.

I smiled at my reflection.

You are so beautiful Y/n...

Thanks to Taehyung's nude drawings, I got a chance to meet this gentle and cheerful lady, Madam Colette. She had French origin, A widow who travelled to America after her finance's death. Colette finally decided to head back to her birth land in France after a few years of spending alone in America working as a fashion designer.

The tale of how she and Taehyung met was pretty amusing.

At first, I thought that she was a woman who was greedy for sex, a lustful person but I had to change my perspective after hearing what Taehyung told me.

Just like him, she loved art. Not very surprising of course because she's from a country that gave birth to many talented artists like Davinci. She spent most of her money buying drawings and crafts. When she was on her evening stroll she happened to espy Kim Taehyung who was in a coffee shop, his hands busy drawing an old woman who lost her son. After seeing his talents, she thought of asking for his help to get rid of her sorrow.

Not only was she a widow, but she also had a skin defect which ruined her beautiful body after she got married. She was accused of being guilty of her husband's death. She was in shame. Colette had to go through so much.

But Taehyung helped her.

His talents were the key to breaking free of her mental prison.

Taehyung drew her naked body, ruined by the defect. He drew how she was in pain with that body. Eroticism mixed with pain, was such a fine art. Her view on that was deep, richer than us, and more mature than people who think getting their body exposed means only lust, but also can be turned into art.

Painful art.

After handing her the drawings Taehyung didn't ask for money from her, because he gained empathy towards the lonely woman. He did not pity her, she was strongly holding into everything. He admired her. What they had was a unique bond. They both were different from you and me.

As his genuine customer, she offered me help without any hesitation.

In the end, I was there, standing in the room wearing a blue gown, feeling like I'm over the clouds for a moment.

I never felt so rich.

"You look so pretty Y/n"  Taehyung walked around me, checking me in every angle. He was satisfied.

"You can thank me later" he playfully winked at me.

I chuckled and turned to the kind woman who was watching me with glistening orbs.

"You look stunning my dear" She went inside as she suddenly remembered something. Madam Colette came back with a red box. She grabbed my hand and placed the box on them.

"This should complete your looks"

I curiously opened the box and found a pair of blue heels that matched the dress I was wearing. I took them out and glanced in awe.

"You have great fashion taste, Madam Colette," I said, turning the heel from my hand.

"Indeed my dear," she laughed. She urged me to get dressed quickly.

"Your dinner party is at six sharp, you are already running late y/n dear, you should get ready," I flicker at her with surprise.

"But it's barely four in the evening I still have plenty of time-" she cut me off by sliding her arm to my shoulders.

"Nah uh, never say that," she inched her lips to my ears, " You know that a lady never has enough time to get ready properly" She let go of me with a light chuckle.

"Off you go then, enjoy your time. " She joyfully cooed and then turned to Taehyung, "Hope to see you around Taehyung," she said. As a response, he greeted her with a peck on her hand.

"Certainly "

We both left the cabin. After farewelling Taehyung I headed to my tiny room, plopping myself on the bed. I had so much running in my head. I had never been to such an occasion and I couldn't possibly embarrass myself in front of those people. My thoughts were submerged deeply that I didn't even notice that I had only half an hour to get ready.

"Oh my goodness!" I exclaimed as I see the time from my wristwatch. Damn, she was right, a girl never has time to get ready no matter how much time she has in her hands.

Muttering myself and whining, I locked myself in the bathroom and took a quick shower before getting dressed. I didn't have any accessories to wear but I didn't mind at all. The dress was more than enough for me. I set up my hair in a loose bun with locks falling from the front of my forehead. The only thing I had close to makeup was the foundation and the peach colour lipstick I always carried around. After a small touch up I was ready to get out and join the others. The heels made me uncomfortable but I had to bear it.

I walked through the passages and entered the common hall to enter the ballroom which was a floor below. But before I could reach the staircase a hand gripped me from my elbow. I flinched and turned my head abruptly.

I was surprised to see Jungkook behind me.

He was incredibly handsomely dressed. A black tuxedo was covering his well-built body. I couldn't help but look at his tiny waist which was tightened by his belt. He looked like he was dressed for an occasion. His hair was gelled and combed behind, giving him a decent look. His doe eyes gazed at me.

"I'm sorry if I freaked you out, I had to catch you before you go" he awkwardly laughed and let go of my hand. I shook my head.

"Not at all Jungkook, what brings you here?" I queried. He smiled.

"Captain Smith told me to attend the dinner on behalf of him. He said he has to take care of the ship but he couldn't deny the Harpers invitation so I had to replace him" For some stupid reason I smiled like an idiot.

Why am I so happy?

My thoughts were shattered by his voice.

"You look really beautiful today Y/n," he told me shooting me a piercing gaze. I bit my lower lip to control smiling like a stupid.

"You look stunning as well Jungkook" I spoke the truth. He stared for a while and then knitted his eyebrows. "Something is missing though" he slid his hand inside his shirt through the neck and removed a double-chained locket. He gently removed one half of the silver colour locket which had a pendant with it. It took the shape of a swan, tiny stones were carved instead of its feathers.

I widened my eyes.

"Are those diamonds?" He hummed and wore the other of the locket again around his neck, reassuringly resting it against his chest. He inched near me, closing up the space between us. I gulped with nervousness as his breath brushed my neck. His hands stretched around my neck. My skin felt the cold sensation of the silver pendant as it touched my skin. I breathlessly kept looking into his eyes as he concentrated on locking the chain from behind.

"This was gifted by my mother before I left them, this is named as 'The Black Swan'" he said looking into my eyes before stepping away, leaving a space between us.

"There, now you look great," he said with a smile, a very innocent one. I don't know what reason my heart felt warm with his aura. I touched the pendant and glanced at his with thankful eyes.

"Thank you," he shook his head with denial.

"Ah don't mention it," he held his arm in position and called me. "Shall we Miss Park?" I let out a chuckle before sliding my hand into his.

Tonight is going to be a long night.

Maybe unexpected,

Highly unexpected things might happen.

Anyone got a hint about what that pendant is? I'm sure you got it 🙃

Waiting for more? Don't worry I'll update soon. Hope you liked this chapter.

More Jungkook and Y/n time coming, hold tight for a wild ride✨🌝