♡ .。mall・° ♡

@♡ .。yurane・° ♡ johnny chuckled to himself while simultaneously shrugging. "i don't know about me being a lifesaver but i'll do my best to help." he smiled before he focused on the article of clothing with a few careful glances. "it's very... dressy, i guess." if it wasn't obvious at that point, he wasn't very much of a fashionista but he did have a wonderful eye when it came to deciding on pieces best suited for his athletic build. for others, it was a bit more challenging. "i see. i think that blouse would look nice on you. it's very cute and it fits your style. have you tried it on already?" he asked as he busied his fingers feeling the material of the bow. he was slightly taken aback by the question but answered it with as much honesty as he could muster. "i don't really have a preference actually.. as long as they're comfortable and confident in what they wear it makes no difference to me." he nodded slightly, feeling a bit distracted playing around with the bow. "anyway, have you decided on bottoms?"

@♡ .。johnny seo・° ♡ Yurane tilted her head with a soft smile when the male accepted her sudden request. “Thank you, you’re a lifesaver,” she replied, perhaps being a tad too dramatic. Her confidence was shaken at the following question, however, she didn’t want to admit she’d often dress as a gothic lolita. “Mmm, maybe this one?” The girl showed him a white blouse with a bow on the collar, the one that resembled the most what she’d normally wear. “As for my style… I never really thought about it, but I guess I like feminine clothes.” Fortunately that day she was wearing a pleated skirt, a black plain shirt and doll shoes, nothing that brought up too much her goth and rock side. That she was feminine wasn’t a complete lie, she just wanted to shift to a more ordinary feminine style. “What about you, what kind of clothes do you prefer on a girl?”

@♡ .。yurane・° ♡ it wasn't unlike johnny to browse the shops as his income was enough to satiate his more consumer-driven lifestyle. however, he knew not to get carried away in case of emergencies, particularly with his high-risk occupation. he browsed through the selection of clothing in an almost endless loop with his finger gently pinching and swaying each article with hope just for it to disappoint him. despite his efforts, none were really catching his attention besides a few pieces but, with his envisioning, probably wouldn't suit him if he tried. he was on the verge of giving up and leaving when a soft voice stopped him in his tracks. he turned around to face her, eyes widened as he glanced downwards at her massive selection of clothes. "oh, sure. i'll be able to help you, no problem." he replied confidently despite his hand reaching over to the nape of his neck, massaging it in uneasiness. "well, what would you say describes your style more between those? and just for reference, what is your style specifically?" he hummed with a tap of his chin.

@♡ .。johnny seo・° ♡ Yurane used to have a distinctive fashion style, but after moving to Doki Island she decided she would give up on it along with her past. Maybe that would also help her not being recognized and living the normal life she was looking for. So there she was, shopping at an ordinary department store for the first time in years. However, no matter how much she browsed through the clothes, everything seemed so plain, boring and cheap - how could anyone feel good and confident wearing something like that? Maybe they would look better once she put them on, but it was no use, she found herself changing her outfit over and over and still disliked anything she picked. Her last resort was asking for help, there was a guy that seemed to be walking in circles as much as her who would make the perfect person to inquire. “Hello, would you mind helping me, perhaps?” She asked the stranger while standing in front of him holding a bunch of clothes. “There’re so many clothes here I can’t bring myself to pick anything…”

@♡ .。yurane・° ♡ @♡ .。johnny seo・° ♡ ♡ .。congratulations on being platonically paired・° ♡
hello, johnny and yurane, you have been matched by fate. fashion matters, but you know that you can get carried away sometimes. the both of you are at the mall, searching for new outfits, and there is literally nobody there to give you any self control and tell either of you that you're doing too much. idk if this is in character for the both of you, but yall keep going back and forth between the racks and the dressing room unsure of your outfits when you both notice each other doing the same hilarious bull and one of you just end up knocking on the other's dressing room door to ask the stranger how they think about your outfit. give each other some sense on fashion and build a bond over clothes, i guess.

♡ .。open・° ♡