#Honey Mahogany Discography

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drabbles inspired by svt’s discography: wonwoo

PRETTY U (2016)

modelling requires a lot of things; aside from walking on elevated platforms, you have to attend award shows, sign brand deals, film 30-second commercials in an abandoned warehouse, and do a radio interview at 10 in the morning without a pinch of caffeine in your system.

the coldness of the room immediately hits your skin as you open the door of the studio. the staff are already busy, loud chatters bouncing on the walls and knocking you out of your daze. you head towards the mahogany table parallel to the windows, giving you a view of the bustling city.

“you’ll be on in 5 minutes.” your manager softly states. “have some rest first.”

with a small smile, you dismiss her and proceed to fishing your phone out from your purse to check on your social media.

the app opens, and you see that your recent photo has gained a generous amount of likes. a particular comment catches your attention, the words that outfit looks like my grandma’s tablecloth making you laugh rather than upsetting you. what an odd way to say that the clothes were awful.

“she’s right.”

the sudden interference causes you to look up.

“that outfit does look like a grandma tablecloth.”

a sigh escapes your lips as you immediately recognize the intruder. pale skin, high cheekbones, chiseled jawline, and honey-like eyes that were framed by large and old-fashioned glasses, jeon wonwoo is definitely a scene stealer.

“jesus christ. you scared me for a second there.” you roll your eyes teasingly. wonwoo laughs, grabbing a chair across from yours and sits. the city disappears from your line of sight, replaced by his dashing looks and a bizzare hat sitting on top of his head.

“not that i’m surprised.” he says. “you’ve always been a scaredy cat.”

“that was back in highschool.” you state defensively. “and did you just insult my wardrobe?”

“well, i believe that was your fan’s comment.” he chuckles. the familiarity of the sound sends you a tiny bit of warmth, and it is strangely comforting.

“it was funny at first. you just had to ruin it.” you tease, and his giggles fill the room once more.

“modelling’s been treating you well?” he questions all of a sudden. the mirth in his eyes fades for a moment, curiosity taking its place as he waits for your response, and when you give him a small nod, it comes back in a rush.

“i figured.” he beams. “you’re beautiful after all.”

the lack of caffeine in your system dissolves into irrelevance, because you immediately perk up from the statement that he just let loose. it wasn’t because you received such compliment for the first time. in fact, the word beautiful is extremely overused in the modelling world.

hearing it from the boy in front of you was like sipping hot chocolate in a winter morning. you did not expect that a simple word could comfort you in such a way.

an expression of gratitude attempts to make its way to your lips, but a tap on your shoulder stops you from doing so.

“it’s time for your interview.” your manager smiles sweetly. “mister jeon, please take care of her.”

you turn to him. he’s already gotten up from his seat, and you find yourself blushing under his gaze.

“with pleasure.”

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