Chapter 40

                                    

                                          
(y/n)'s POV:
"What about this?" I asked Keiko, coming out of the changing room with the 100th wedding dress to try on in the shop we found nice.
"Nah..." She was sitting on a sofa with a glass of champagne in her hand and a piece of strawberry in her other. 
Well that's the least for such prices in this shop...
I'm good with money. I have enough for the most expensive dress too here but even I would feel the loss of that amount of money. It's crazy how fucking expensive everything is.
The place looks beautiful by the way, I would even call it luxurious but in the other shops we have been, there was no dress for my liking, that's why we ended up here. 
Call me picky but I want to look pretty on my wedding.
"Are you kidding me? This was like the 100th dress I tried on." I sighed tiredly.
"But these dresses look like you are wearing a trashbag. You can't say yes to Kai on your wedding in such a dress." Shr pointed out and put down her glass, standing up from her seat eventually. "Okay lemme help you." She said and browsed between the dresses.
"Is everything alright ladies?" The shop owner stepped in. 
"No. I tried on a million amount of dresses but none of them look great on me." I sighed.
He squinted his eyes and crossed his arms. "Hmm. I think I know what's the problem sweetie. You need an other style according to your shape."
Depending on the way he looked and how he was speaking, he surely was gay. But he was very kind and helpful. He asked if we need help the moment we stepped in the building but we refused, saying we can find the perfect dress ourselves but how wrong we were... So I'm glad he came inside to ask if we need help. Perhaps that would have been the best decision from the very first second and maybe he could find my dream dress.
"You think so?" I asked looking down at myself and in the mirror that stood tall in front of me. He walked around me, observing my body with his eyes, then stopped behind me eventually.
"Maybe if we would search for one that would emphasize those pretty tits and hugged you around here..." He gestured with his hands, probably imagining me in a dress he was thinking of. "...and here. Oh and maybe with an other color. This one makes you look pale. Not advantageous at all sweetie." 
"Are you sure?" I asked him, looking back at him through the mirror.
"Absolutely. You are so beautiful and I am here to help you find the perfect dress for your wedding. Your boyfriend will blow his mind trust me honey." He spoke and led me back into the changing room. "Okay now take this off until I find you a pretty dress."
"A-alright..." I nodded then tried to get rid of this awful dress. It was not even my size but with a seamstress everything could be fixed later.
The curtain opened slightly, revealing Keiko's head. "Hey are you sure you want to trust your wedding dress to this guy?" She whispered.
"Give him a chance Keiko. Maybe he is better in this than us." I replied and put the dress I was wearing back onto the hanger, now standing only in my undergarments.
"Oh I found the dress for you." The guy yelled to us.
Keiko went out and the guy handed the dress for me, leaving me alone once more to change. It looked pretty, but I suck at imagining myself in clothes, so I quickly put it on myself, fixing it here and there.
"Do you need help hun?" He asked.
"No no I'm fine, thanks." I yelled back.
After a few more minutes I was still in the changing room, not sure if I should go out and show myself in it or not.