Non-Binary Cazzie One Shots [From Boys Have All The Fun, A Cazzie Love Story]

The Model (BHATF)

"what you looking at?" said Izzie as she set down her bowl of cereal on the table and rolled up her sleeves to sit down.

"oh nothing...just this letter I got from Vogue," said Cal.

"Oh my god, sounds...important?" Izzie replied, her attention now more focused.

"Yeah, they want to sit down to talk to me about modeling....I don't know if I want to do it....it's already been hard after the tuxedo thing," Cal responded as they folded up the paper and placed it on the table aside their bowl of oatmeal.

"I wonder why they sent you a letter by mail instead of just sending a DM or something." Izzie wondered aloud.

"I mean...I took everything down, insta, twitter, snap....I guess they're getting desperate and just really want to talk to me." Cal replied.

Izzie munched on her cereal, wondering if Cal might miss an important opportunity.

"Are you.....sure you don't want to talk to them?......I mean....this could be huge for non-binary and trans people. You could really mean something to alot of people....You can give hope....make people....hopeful..." She said softly as she grabbed their hand to hold it from across the table.

Cal smiled quietly to themselves as they looked down and then up at her.

"You really love supporting me...." Cal smiled some more.

"Of course I do," Izzie replied softly, gazing into their eyes again.

"I guess I can meet with them....wouldn't hurt I guess..." Cal decided.

"ok....whatever you decide, i'm ok with, ok? I know it was tough with all your fans the last time...so no pressure ok?" she insisted.

Cal nodded warmly and finished eating their oatmeal.

"I should get going.....they want to meet with me Wednesday. If that's gonna happen I'd better get some work done and train a bit. It'll help clear my head anyway." Cal said as they packed some books into their bag and grabbed a water bottle.

"Ok..." said Izzie softly as she watched them get ready to leave. "hey...." she said as she grabbed their wrist as they walked past her on their way to the door. "kiss me..." she mewed.

Smiling, Cal leaned down to kiss her and then licked their lips.

"Blueberries in your Captain Crunch again?" Cal laughed.

"Shut up! I like them ok?" Izzie laughed a bit, her cheeks red.

"if my baby wants blueberries then blueberries are going to suddenly show up in everything I make for you," Cal snarked with mischievous eyes.

"eeewwwwwwwuh! leave me alonnnneeeee!" she mewed dramatically as they leaned in to kiss her more.

"I love you," Cal said.

"I love you too," Izzie mewed some more, now really concerned about taco night.

******

As the driver Vogue sent pulled the car up to the address, Cal suddenly realized they've walked past this place many times before with Izzie. It was in the Conde Nast building on Wilshire Boulevard but they never even realized that's where Vogue's west coast headquarters was located.

As the driver opened their door, there was this incredibly tall woman who looked like a model herself waiting for them to take them up to their meeting.

Cal, feeling suddenly underdressed in their basketball shorts and hoodie, immediately felt out of place. 

"I love your outfit. Very Slava Mogutin, Anna is going to love it." the fancy looking important lady said as they went up in the elevator.