𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙊𝙉𝙄𝘾𝘼 𝙎𝙈𝙊𝙊𝙏𝙃𝙎 𝙊𝙐𝙏 𝙏𝙃𝙀 red dress she has on, admiring how soft the fabric feels beneath her fingertips. it had been dropped off at her apartment a few hours ago in a sleek black box with a bow wrapped around it. there was no return address listed but it didn’t need one, she knew exactly who it was from. inside, she found the dress folded neatly with a small note on top of it. wear me. it was only two simple words but her pulse still jumped, eyes tracing the elegant curve of javier's signature at the bottom. the sight brought a smile to her lips, shaking her head in disbelief that a man like him could be real before pulling it out of the box. when javi had asked her to attend a gala as his plus one last weekend, the femme didn’t think twice about accepting his invitation. it would be their first public event since they started seeing each other and while she was nervous about going, she was also really excited. it was only after he dropped her off from their date that she realized she had a problem - she had nothing to wear.
the dresses hanging in her closet were pretty, but they were bought on clearance at the mall or found while thrifting. they didn’t belong at a black tie event and it made her wonder if she didn't either. a few nights later when she saw him again, he noticed that something was bothering her and she told him the truth, trying to laugh it off like it wasn’t a big deal. he told her not to worry and that he would take care of it. true to his word, he had. she’s not sure how but the material fit her perfectly, like the dress had been made specifically for her. it was also in her favorite color, a fact that she mentioned casually on their second date and she had a feeling it wasn’t a coincidence. javier paid attention to her. to the small things. it was something she wasn't used to.
now, standing in front of her mirror, veronica applies a final swipe of her lipstick just as a knock sounds at her door. her heart flutters in response, just like it always did when he was near, and she takes one final glance at her reflection before she walks out of her bedroom. her heels click softly against the hardwood floors as she crosses her apartment, fingers running through her loose curls until she reaches her entryway. she doesn't know why she was so nervous, it was just javier. the same man who kissed her goodnight outside this very door last week. yet tonight felt different, more important, and she doesn't know why. despite her nerves, roni draws in a deep breath and opens the door.
javier stands in the hallway looking like he just stepped out of a magazine and the brunette feels her breath catch as she takes him in. her eyes trail over his perfectly tailored suit before lifting to meet his gaze, the butterflies in her stomach growing stronger by the way he was looking at her. ❝hi,❞ she says softer than intended, a shy smile appearing on her lips.
