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You weren’t quite certain when the vibrant pink haired stylist and her chubby cat waltzed into your life, but you couldn’t bring yourself to complain about it. She was extraordinary, one of the most beautiful people to have ever graced your small clothing boutique in Florawish. You weren’t good enough to become a stylist yet fashion was always something you were drawn to.
“What are you reading?” Nikki asks as she walks into the shop with her feline companion walking a few steps behind her as he struggles to keep up. You look up from a fashion article you had been reading to pass the time.
“Oh I was just looking through this,” you hold up the fashion magazine so she could look. She stares at the cover intently, on it is a blonde haired woman with tight fitting clothing. “I am looking through it to see if I should order something similar to keep in stock.”
“Hmm I think it would look good on you if you wore it yourself,” Nikki comments as she leans over the counter, looking at you intently. You couldn’t help but squirm a little from the look.
“I could never pull it off like you do with your outfits,” you say as you put down the magazine cover. “By the way did you come here for the new butterfly dress? I have it in stock today.”
“Ah yes!” Nikki says, flashing her a bright smile before going into her purse for her wallet. You walk over to where the butterfly dresses were, finding Nikki’s size immediately as you always bought at least one in her size every time you ordered new dresses.
“It’s 56 thousand blings,” you tell her, giving her a discount without mentioning it as it was an expensive dress.
“Nikki we don’t have that many bli-” Momo tries to speak but stops after a firm look from the pink haired stylist.
“That’s fine, it’s very beautiful.” Nikki says as you go to ring her up, she pays without complaint but sticks around even as you finish bagging the dress carefully. You look at her for a moment before deciding to speak up.
“Do you need anything else…?” You ask which snaps Nikki out of her daze, a hint of redness on her cheeks.
“Oh no, I’ll get going now, thank you Y/n,” she says before hurrying out of the store, forgetting the bag with the dress, leaving you and Momo in the boutique alone. You stare at Momo and the cloaked cat stares back before you slowly hand him the bag.
You both don’t say a word as Momo struggles to carry a bag bigger than himself out of the shop.
It doesn’t take long for Nikki to appear once more at her boutique, however this time she looks different. Her hair was a different colour, which wasn’t unusual for a stylist but she usually only had her hair pink, now it was blonde. Her outfit is different as well, her usually sweet clothes were more tight than usual and dark.
Even Momo had gotten a new cloak, it being black and pink to match Nikki.
“Are you two trying out a new style?” You couldn’t help but blurt out as the change was different. You didn’t dislike it as Nikki looked good to you no matter how she looks.
“Ah yes, do you like it?” Nikki asks as she gives you a little twirl to show off the outfit in its entirety. Black leather pants and a tight pink tube top. You couldn’t help but feel as though you had seen it before.
“You look great,” you compliment her as your face heats up when your eyes trail over her body before landing on her face. You didn’t have it in you to look at Momo who was undeniably cute in his own new outfit as well. “You both do,” you say, glancing at Momo for a split second to pretend to have looked at his outfit as well before turning your gaze to Nikki instead.
Momo gives you a suspicious look, the two legged feline didn’t appreciate your glances towards Nikki. “Hmph,” he huffs before standing in front of Nikki as if to tell you to back off.
“Stop it Momo you are ruining the plan,” Nikki whispers yells at Momo, which makes his ears flatten before reluctantly going away from them both. She lets out a light laugh to play it off. “Thank you, you look good today. Did you do your hair any differently?”
“No I haven’t,” you respond, you rarely did your hair differently. Nikki lets out an awkward laugh.
“Well it looks great, you have very beautiful…” Nikki trails off as her gaze falls to your lips before she straightens up. “Hair! You have very beautiful hair.”
You let out a gentle laugh as you unconsciously touch your hair. “Thanks, I wish I was good enough to style it like you do with yours,” you say lightly.
“Ahah!” Nikki suddenly blurts out as if she had a genius idea. “How about I style it for you?” She suggests, looking excited about it.
You didn’t have the heart in you to decline. “Okay, but don’t dye it okay?” You say but Nikki simply waves you off.
“Of course, your hair colour fits you so well I wouldn’t dare try to change it,” she says before walking around the counter of your boutique, taking your hand in hers before leading you to the wooden chair that was behind the counter. “I have my styling equipment here so we can get started right away.”
“Uh okay,” you say as you look around the shop, it wasn’t a particularly busy time at the moment so it should be fine. You sit down on the chair, immediately Nikki’s hands touch your hair. The tips of her fingers gently touching your scalp as she moves about, the tips of your ears go red quite quickly.
“God you are beautiful,” Nikki whispers under her breath as she touches your hair, or at least that’s what you thought you heard. You quickly dismiss that outlandish thought, there was no way someone as amazing as Nikki likes you. Yet the mere idea of it makes your heart flutter.
“Did you get a chance to use the butterfly dress yet? The flowy dresses always look amazing on you,” you ask, trying to keep it cool.
“Not yet,” Nikki responds, her voice a bit tight due to being flustered. “I should’ve worn it, what was I thinking?” she mutters quietly to herself.
“What are you doing Nikki?” Momo asks as he wanders back over to the both of them, making you stop being so incredibly down for his owner.
“I am styling here Momo,” she says as she was tying a white bow into your hair, one that you remember her wearing a few days ago. “Where did you even go?”
“I walked around the store while you two were flirting,” Momo says, not even trying to be subtle.
“Momo!” Nikki says his name as her face heats up, your own matching her pink one. You couldn’t help but turn your head slightly, looking at her a bit unsure as if what Momo said was the truth or if she was simply embarrassed. Momo slowly leaves their sight once more, leaving the two of them alone. “Y/n… this wasn’t the way I wanted to tell you.”
“Tell me?” You ask, holding your breath from anticipation. Nikki moves so she’s in front of you instead of back, you tilt your head up to look at her.
“I like you,” Nikki reveals, biting her lip. “I like like you. Romantically.”
You let out your breath out of surprise and relief. “I was worried I was the only one,” you say quietly.
Nikki leans down so your faces were almost touching. “Then… You don’t mind if I do this right?” She hums before slowly placing her lips onto yours, the warmth enveloping your lips. It takes a moment to process before you lean your lips into hers, you wrap your arms around her neck and pull her closer.
She pulls away hesitantly, looking into your eyes with adoration. “So, will you be my girlfriend officially?” She says her smile gleaming.
You couldn’t even think straight enough to respond, instead you lean up and place your lips onto hers once more. And that was more than enough of a response to Nikki.