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"You want me to try that on?" Motioning a hand to the articles of clothing currently resting in the teens hands an eager nod was given in response.

"It would look good on you! Come on" Urging you to take the pile of monochrome clothing Narancia gave an encouraging smile.

This was around the third or fourth store that the three of you had entered and both Trish and Narancia have been trying to get you to try on different articles of clothing.

For some reason.

"Please." Hearing the raven haired teen drawl out the word you let out a sigh in defeat.

"Fine. Fine, I'll try them on." Reaching out to take the clothes from him, he right away bounced in place fist pumping the air. An ear to ear smile had taken over his expression, while your eyes trailed towards where Trish was seeing that she was holding a few hangers.

"You should try these on too." Chiming that out and extending the hangers towards you emerald green hues spared a glance at the clothes you held, "Since you're trying something on for Narancia it'd only be fair." Knowing that she was right you took the hangers from her hands dottling your way towards the back of the store where the change rooms were.

Right away locking the door behind you and laying out the two outfits you let out an airy laugh at how different the two were. They were complete opposites of one another.

Urging yourself to just try both of them on for the two waiting outside you slipped on the outfit Narancia had picked out. The ripped jeans and cropped T were both rather nice, but it took you a moment to get your arms successfully through the fishnet undershirt. A chain or two also dangled among the sides of the pants chiming at every movement.

Adjusting the sleeves once more before opening the door your eyes fell upon the two currently occupying a couch before the change rooms. Trish seemed to scan the attire before letting out a hum, "It's nice but not really your style. I like the fishnets though."

Upon hearing that comment Narancia let out a slight whine, "Wha? But I think it looks so good, it makes her look like a baddie." His opinion right away conflicted with Trish's and the affirmation pink haired girl crossed her arms.

"I'm not saying it doesn't look good. I'm saying it's not her style." Watching the two as they bickered a bit you gave a huffed laugh slipping back into the change room and switching into the other outfit.

This one consisted of a pair of light blue jeans, a white cropped T and quite a long wool like pink jacket. It all looked rather cute together but you felt that it was something Trish would wear herself, maybe even look a lot better in it than you did.

Craning the door open and clearing your throat at the still bickering duo both of them turned their focus to where you stood.

"Very cute but it still doesn't really fit your aesthetic." Tapping a finger along her lips Trish pursed them out words in a thoughtful expression. "Maybe I should buy the jacket for myself. What do you think?"

"Yeah! I could totally see you wearing that." Raising a hand and pointing towards the jacket in question Narancia nodded towards Trish before giving his own comment on the outfit. "I think we need to find a middle ground for you." Pursing his lips together and looking towards Trish the two shared a non verbal conversation rising from their seats. "Wait in the change room we'll be back." With that the two had disappeared leaving you to simply wait on the bench built into the change room.

A stack of clothes not even a few seconds later was slid beneath the door, no words given from the two outside yet when your eyes surveyed the articles of clothing a soft laugh left your lips. There were only three items, each very simply yet something you could definitely see yourself wearing.

Picking up the soft blue button up shirt you slipped it on eyeing the various clouds and angels littering the fabric, the bottom of it was then tucked loosely into a set of white shorts while a single hooped chain wrapped around your waist.

It felt a lot more like something you would wear and honestly you'd probably end up walking out having purchased the whole outfit.

Swinging the change room door open and stepping out you gave a quick spin showing off the outfit. Both Trish and Narancia nodded at the look briefly sharing a quick hi five, "That's perfect! Definitely fitting for an angelo!" Clapping his hands together Narancia practically bounced in place.

"If you don't buy that I swear to god-" "I'm buying it, I'm buying it. That and the fishnet top. I thought that looked pretty good." Cutting Trish's threat off and having stated that you were also going to purchase one of the things Narancia suggested he grinned brightly.

"Aw hell yea!" Watching the teen pop up from his seat and bounce around you moved to change back into your normal clothes returning with the articles of clothing you were going to purchase. The pink jacket was also in hand and you were glad that Trish had moved to look at the jewelry allowing you to make the sneaky gift purchase.

Taking the bag from the cashier and giving a quick thanks you moved off towards where the front of the store was leaning along the side of the entrance for the other two. Narancia had disappeared off somewhere in the store, and you could only assume Trish was still by the jewelry section.

Leaving you to just wait.

Tapping your foot against the tile floor and raking your eyes over the various clothing racks you failed to notice someone approaching your left side till a voice you didn't recognize spoke up. "So what's a ragazza carina like you doing by yourself? Waiting for someone?" Your gaze right away snapped towards who'd spoken, a plain looking man stood before you staring down at your form. A flirty smile had taken over his expression upon noticing that your attention was on him.

"Aha just you know doing what everyone else does at the mall. . .shopping." Not wanting to seem rude you gave a quick answer following it up with an awkward laugh. The guy didn't set off too many red flags so you figured just humoring him with some half assed answers wouldn't be too bad.

Giving a hum he seemed to lean in a bit, "Shopping you say? Well why don't you tag along with me to check out a new store that opened? Maybe you could try on a few things there bambola." Leaning more into the wall as the man continued leaning forward you let out an uncomfortable laugh.

"Ah no thanks I'm good."

"Aw come on it'll be fu-" "Excuse me what the fuck are you doing?!" Snapping your head over to who'd yelled you let out a breath in relief, eyes briefly meeting with fiery purple hues. The man who'd been making you uncomfortable leaned away from you scoffing at the teen quickly nearing.

"What do you mean what am I doing? Talking to a lovely lady, you got a problem with that?" Sneering at Narancia you could right away tell the teen was angered, his hands clenched into fists before one was raised pointing accusingly at the guy while the other was tossed over your shoulder in a protective manner.

"Yeah I do, especially since she's la mia ragazza." Almost choking on your own spit at what he's said the tone used right away told the man off. A quick scoff was given as well as a quick 'whatever' before he turned quickly walking away.

A relieved breath once again left you, yet due to Narancia's previous statement you could feel your face burn and upon realizing that himself Narancia's own cheek became warm. The both of you now looking separate ways.

Walking out of the store with a small bag in hand Trish paused seeing the two of you flustered. Her gaze bounces between your face then Narancia's before falling upon the arm still thrown over your shoulder.

Letting out a sigh she wordlessly moved past Narancia taking one of your hands and tugging you away.

"Let's go look at some girly stores (Y/N). It's getting a bit stuffy over here."

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Narancia @ that random man:

Trish and Narancia interacting with YN is pretty cute ngl :3

Also once again another update on my other fic- we are at 100+ pages with only 34 chapters, it's going pretty well.