With love, Bobby (KPOP)

16 - New York Fashion Week

'Because I'm your first and you're my first'

That phrase kept repeating in my mind for the two weeks, every single day and every single minute. I swear this is so confusing - what did he even mean by that?

"Ashlee?"

"Baby?"

"Hey, Ashlee,"

"Huh?" I said. Mark looked at me with his loving eyes. "Are you okay?" He asked worriedly. I placed my hands on his, which were on my shoulder. I looked at him in the mirror and smiled. "Yup, I'm okay,"

He made his way in front of me and gave me a peck on the lips. "The show's going to be great okay. Don't worry about it," he assured me. "I know my baby's going to do awesome. I have a great feeling about this,"

Just when I wanted to reply to him, Mrs Kim appeared behind me. "Hey Ashlee, you have ten minutes left before the show. I think you should check on the models,"

I stood up from the chair and gave Mark a warm hug. "Good luck Baby, the boys and I will be at the front row viewing the whole fashion show,"

"Don't you ever try to flirt with those girls walking down the runway," I looked at him seriously. "Are you freaking kidding me? I think it's not me but the boys instead!" Mark laughed.

"Miss Ashlee," Mrs Kim called me.

"I'm coming!" I replied as I slowly pulled away from Mark's hands.

2 MINUTES BEFORE THE SHOW

I was arranging the models from the first to the last. They were all quite attentive. It may be due to the nervousness that each of them felt. Of course, if I were them, I would be nervous as hell too.

"Girls! Do your best okay? We'll go for dinner right after this! My treat!" I said. The girls were all giggling and smiling widely. "As long as there aren't our managers because I want to get fat for once," Miranda, the fifth model to walk on the runway said.

"Miss Ashlee," Someone tapped on my back. "There is someone who wants to meet you before the show starts," Mrs Kim told me.

Right then, I saw Bobby walking towards me with a bouquet of flowers and his smiley eyes of course. The girls were all grinning and whistling among themselves. I felt as if my inner self was jumping like a little kid at the sight of Bobby walking towards me. I could also feel myself blushing at the same time.

Oh god, this reminded me of the days where he would surprise me every time we did not meet for a very long time - especially when he is busy practicing and all of that jazz.

"Bobby?" I naturally ran towards him.

"Hey beautiful," He hugged me back. "Roses for the beautiful one. These are your favorites. I still remember,"

"How sweet of you! Thank you!" I accepted the bouquet of roses.

"Miss Ashlee, we have 40 seconds left," One of the head of the fashion show, Sam, reminded me. I nodded in return.

"I know you are feeling anxious but you're going to do great okay! I'll be in the audience seeing all of your beautiful pieces," Bobby told me.

"I'll see you later then," I place a kiss on his cheeks before preparing myself to start the show.

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[MARK'S POV]

Let me tell you how talented my girlfriend is. I was so impressed with the clothes and outfits she designed herself. All of her hard work was paid off.