Deku Normal Clothes Novels & Stories

If he drugged the food, he wouldn’t be eating any of it, would he? Letting out a sigh, I took a seat and reached for a slice of bread. I hesitated a moment more before I started eating. It wasn’t bad, but it also wasn’t Elias’s food. “There’s some clothes for you in the closet,” Derek said softly. “It’s all new and should fit you. The only shoes you have is the ones on your feet.” His eyes darted up to catch mine. “Can’t have you taking off into the forest.” I looked away from him.

Coward. Faced with the prospect of my first day as Alpha Alexander's personal maid, I stood before the closet, contemplating the array of clothes hanging within. Uncertainty lingered as I sifted through the options, seeking the perfect balance. A long-sleeved T-shirt, adorned in subtle patterns that mirrored the sophistication of the Alpha's mansion, emerged as the ideal choice. The soft fabric promised both ease of movement and a touch of casual elegance, suitable for following the bastard's orders. As I slipped into the snug embrace of skinny jeans and pulled the T-shirt over, a sense of readiness and determination settled within me.

But then my eyes widened in shock as I found not only his clothes in the wardrobe but a lady’s clothes too. Not only the dresses or pajamas. There were multiple other items such as skirts, trousers, and winter coats. Also, there was a whole separate column for my shoes, which are mostly flat sandals. “This…” I looked at Derek in doubt. “This is for you…” He beamed with a boyish grin and I couldn’t help but raise my brow in questioning, “I barely stay here at night, and what about your designer ? Won’t she inform about this to your mother??”

KEENA Standing in the closet I finger through the clothes that are hanging on the "to wear when I am not around" side of the closet. Letting out a frustrated sigh I grab my cutest pair of black sweats. Looking down at the runes that now cover my forearms I know that I want to have them covered. I wrinkle my nose at all of the oversized sweatshirts and refuse to put them on. Grabbing a cropped sweatshirt from the other side of the closet and I slip it over my head. Jarek can't be too angry at my choice of clothing. I am covered except for a small bit of my stomach that is barely visible.

“Thank you, but I’ll stick with what I brought. The clothes are fine. Really. Just… send up something simple for today. Sweater, jeans. Whatever’s warm.” The servants exchanged glances again, amused, and almost proud but they didn’t argue. The head one nodded once. “As you wish, Miss. We’ll prepare something appropriate.” They moved efficiently, folding the sinful dresses back into their garment bags, closing the jewelry boxes with soft clicks that sounded like doors locking on temptation. One of them laid out a cream cashmere sweater, dark jeans, and ankle boots on the bed. Yeah, they're also beautiful, and expensive, but safe and also normal.

We walked up to the door getting ready to knock but before we could knock Drew opened the door with a smile, “Hey, girls come on in!” “Thanks, Drew,” Dime and I replied as we walked into his apartment. “Let me take your coats” Drew said as he closed the door and held his hands out for the coats, Dime and I took off our coats and handed them to Drew. As we took the coats off his mouth dropped as he saw our outfits, Dime was wearing a light pink belly shirt with some skinny jeans and brown combat boots, while I was wearing a silver bralette with a black fishnet shirt with silver skinny jeans and black combat boots.

"Appropriate how?" I looked down at what I was wearing. It was just my laundry day clothes. A pair of faded pink shorts that shrunk in the wash and a baggy, oversized black top that looked like a potato sack. It was completely unsexy, totally normal loungewear. Derek pointed a finger at me, his eyes lingering entirely too long on my lower half. "You are basically naked!" "Huh? I am fully clothed," I said, my voice rising. "But your legs are exposed," Derek muttered, his voice dropping into this weird, gruff register.

How can they be so cute and hot at the same time? Knox was putting on a custom-tailored black suit with a white shirt, whose gold cuff links were visible. His silver hair was neatly combed to the back. The same goes for Rakel only his tunic was opened exposing his toned stomach. They look like they just walked right out of a fashion magazine.

Creed replied as his iris kept losing its color, "Just… their matching white attire really caught me off guard!" "Oh yeah! Their clothing does look quite exquisite, doesn't it?" Su Jiang replied as she felt the truth in Creed's words, "A glossy azure battle kevlars with the most elegant silver linings and garland spreading across the bewitching fabric. Pure snow-white clerical high-neck garbs, reaching all the way to their boots. This peculiar dress code is indeed one way to spot a member of the Alliance of Crawlers." "Bu… but I thought nobody knew anything about the members!"

I grunted, adjusting my grip on the crutch because my armpits were starting to ache. "I need something perfect, Denver, something that screams 'don't even think about messing with me' because you know exactly how my dad and those board members are going to look at her tomorrow night." "I know," Denver sighed, finally stopping in front of a rack of floor-length gowns and running a hand through his hair. "I get it, you want to buy her armor so she feels untouchable when she walks into the snake pit, but Kade, do you even know what size she wears?"