𝕹ORMALCY WAS A funny word. because, well, what did it truly mean? wearing a custom dress picked out by an esteemed designer, that you were going to wear to a huge fashion event with the arms of a literal rockstar around you who felt like your boyfriend but wasn't officially your boyfriend sounded completely bizarre on paper.
but right now, suminar choul had never felt so regular.
"no way. dom, is your ass bigger than mine?" suminar points out, causing him to lift his head from being on her shoulder. they were hugging while she was stood infront of the big mirror in one of the design rooms, where she had made such an observation.
dominic was happily welcomed to watch suminar try out her met gala dress just as long as he didn't film anything. she could spot him get twitchy with his hand every now and then, remembering he couldn't get one little photo. he made sure to give her a million compliments, though.
