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Rumi ran to her room to open the mail. She ripped off the plastic and smiled widely at the magazine. She was so excited; this was her first solo photoshoot with her patterns showing. She threw the plastic away and turned to her page. When she saw herself, her stomach dropped; it was her in the bikini, but her patterns were all gone. They had airbrushed her patterns away. She felt her stomach hurt the more she stared at the page. She placed the magazine down and softly rubbed her hands. She had been so excited for this magazine and felt shame. Did her patterns look that bad on her? They had to be edited out. She had been so engrossed in her thoughts that she hadn’t noticed her two girlfriends enter the room.
“Rumi!” Zoey exclaimed as she hugged Rumi from the side.
“Hey,” Mira said as she went to her other side.
Before Rumi could respond, her girlfriend’s eyes locked in on the magazine, and she immediately clipped it.
“IS THAT THE MAGAZINE!? LET US SEE!” Zoey squealed, trying to grab the magazine.
“I-It’s just a picture! Besides, it didn’t even come out that good, and it doesn’t matter,” Rumi said, holding the magazine out of Zoey’s reach.
Mira grabbed it. “Oh, you’re just being modest. Come on, we wanna see our beautiful girlfriend in a magazine.”
The beautiful comment made Rumi blush a bit, and Mira used that to her advantage and grabbed the magazine. “YES, MIRA!” Zoey exclaimed as they both ran to the other side of the room. Zoey held her hand to high-five her girlfriend as they both opened the magazine, grinning.
“Guys, wait-“Rumi tried grabbing the magazine, but Zoey and Mira dodged it.
“I'm Sorry, beautiful. We’re seeing your pretty picture,” Mira teased.
“I’ve been waiting for this one since you showed us the outfit,” Zoey admitted.
They stopped flipping through the photos and grinned widely, but their grins quickly faded. Rumi felt shame creep into her, and her patterns started to glow under her shirt. Suddenly, Mira and Zoey looked incredibly angry.
“DID THEY FUCKING EDIT OUT YOUR PATTERNS!?” Mira yelled as she started to rack the magazine.
“WHY WOULD THEY EDIT YOU!? YOU’RE ONE OF THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE ON THE DAMN PLANNER!” Zoey yelled, getting angrier by the second.
Rumi didn’t know what she expected, but she didn’t expect her girlfriends to get this upset over this. “G-Guys, it’s just editing, it’s fine.”
“NO, IT’S NOT FINE!” Zoey and Mira exclaimed.
“They edited out your patterns. This is incredibly disrespectful!” Mira pointed out.
“ALSO HOW DARE THEY EDIT YOU AT ALL! YOU’RE A GODDESS!” Zoey added.
Rumi felt her face get a bit warm. She ignored it, though, to try to calm down her girlfriends. “Girls, please, it’s fine, besides, it’s not like we can do anything. The magazine is going to hit store shelves tomorrow.”
They both opened their mouths to argue, but suddenly, Zoey had an idea. “Mira, grab your phone.” Mira looked intrigued and grabbed her phone.
“What are you doing?” Rumi asked.
“You’ll see,” Zoey said with a mischievous smile. She took a picture of the magazine and started typing. She showed Mira, who proceeded to do the same. Rumi could only watch, not knowing what they were doing. They finally finished typing and put their phones down, and their phones immediately started vibrating so much that they both fell off the table. Rumi felt her phone vibrate in her back pocket. She grabbed it to see what Zoey and Mira had posted.
Their posts both said, “Hey Hintr/x fans! Rumi is wonderful, but Korean Style Magazine doesn’t seem to think so. As you can see, they edited out Rumi’s tattoos, meaning they don’t find her beautiful. To prove them wrong, please don’t buy from their magazine tomorrow. Also, Huntr/x will never be working with them again. Thank you all and have a wonderful day!” Both posts were already immediately at tens of thousands of likes, with people outraged by the magazine’s actions. Rumi couldn’t help the happy feeling that washed over her. All of their fans thought her patterns were beautiful and were outraged for her.
Zoey wrapped her arms around Rumi’s waist. “See,” she started, “everyone agrees that the magazine was being stupid.”
Rumi softly smiled at her. Mira came over and kissed Rumi on the cheeks. “I can’t believe that magazine thought it was okay to edit out a beautiful girl.”
“Exactly!” Zoey chimed in. “Like every single thing about Rumi is beautiful and perfect!”
Rumi’s face got a bit pink. “Not everything,” she pointed out.
“Nope! Everything!” Zoey argued.
“Your hair is beautiful,” Mira said.
“And your eyes,” Zoey continued.
“And your nose. “
“And your hands.”
“And your smile.”
“And your laugh.”
“And your legs.”
“And your waist.”
Rumi felt like she would melt because her face was so red. Mira grabbed Rumi’s arm softly and softly kissed one of Rumi’s patterns. “And your patterns are beautiful .”
Rumi felt like she was going to explode before Zoey placed three kisses along the patterns on her neck, and she gasped. “They’re works of art,” Zoey added on.
“Okay, I get it!” Rumi said, her face redder than a tomato.
Zoey and Mira giggled and pulled her onto the bed, wrapping her around them.
“Rumi”, Mira started, “we mean every word, and we would never let some stupid company try and say you aren’t.”
“You’re our beautiful girl”, Zoey added on.
Rumi smiled at both of them with slight tears in her eyes. They both leaned in and kissed her cheeks. “Thank you.”
“Rumi, you don’t have to thank us,” Zoey stated. “Were you’re girlfriends, we love you.”
“We love all of you,” Mira added. She saw a notification on her phone that caught her attention and got up to grab it.
“Still, you both are the best, and I appreciate it,” Rumi said.
“Also, no one is going to be buying those shitty magazines,” Mira said with a smirk. She showed her girlfriends that her and Zoey’s posts had over 6 million likes. The magazine company had made an apology, but all the replies were people shitting on it.
“Good! Anyone who doesn’t think Rumi is beautiful deserves to rot!” Zoey said, and Rumi giggled and kissed her girlfriend. Mira came back to the bed, and Rumi kissed her too. Mira wrapped around her, and Rumi couldn’t help feeling so loved.