Junhee and Junyoung

Junhee and Junyoung

Junhee and Junyoung

The brothers, "transformed" into Molly and Cherry, stood by a pillar like two soldiers facing a firing squad. Junhee, in the role of Molly, kept adjusting his hair, whispering under his breath, "Now I understand why girls complain about heels."

— You're moving like a robot, — Junyeong hissed, playing Cherry, as he grabbed his brother's elbow. — Relax. A woman's gait should be like a cat's.

— Well, I have the grace of a potato, — Junhee replied, trying to angle his foot. He turned to adjust the hem of his dress, and at that moment, a guy in a tuxedo walked past, glanced at him, and let his eyes linger on his backside.

Junhee flushed. His cheeks burned under the makeup, his eyes widened, and he spun around so sharply that his wig nearly slipped to the side.

— What are you looking at, you creep? Why are you staring at my ass? — he shouted, his voice clearly much deeper than a woman's. — Here, hold the poodle. — Without looking, he shoved the dog at his brother.

— Junhee. — Junyeong hissed.

— Hold the poodle!

— Junhee. — He repeated.

— You got a problem?! What's the deal? You looking for trouble? Haven't had your face punched in a while!? Here! I'll hit you right now! — He grabbed his purse, preparing to hurl it at the guy in front of him. — I'll kill you!

— Junhee! — Junyeong called out, louder this time.

— He was staring at my ass like I'm some girl!

— You are a girl right now! Act accordingly, or you'll end up an unemployed girl. — Junyeong sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose while holding the poodle with his other hand. — Get it together. We need to think about what to do when we meet their friends. They must have at least one female friend here at the event.

— I told you we should have looked them up online, but no, you're the smartest one in the family. — Junhee huffed, taking the poodle back from his brother, when suddenly, the poodle, named 'Fluffy,' jumped out of the so-called Molly's arms and ran toward you, barking, since you were standing by the buffet.

Junhee and Junyeong quickly rushed over to you, retrieving the dog and awkwardly trying to make an exit.

— Oh! Fluffy, you can't embarrass Mommy like that in front of the guests. Where are your manners? — Junhee said in a high, theatrical voice, acting offended and pouting while holding the poodle.

— Please forgive the puppy. — Junyeong began, trying to look feminine and keep his voice pitch under control. — May we ask your name? There are so many different guests here, and we would love to make some new acquaintances. We are the sisters, Molly and Cherry Rozman. And you?