Waking up, cuddled up next to my boyfriend, will never get old. Let's pause and let those words sink in, "my boyfriend". It had been a while since I uttered those words together, and it felt great to address him as such.
Last night was epic. After cutting the cake, everything went on flawlessly. Everyone had a great time, and B was happy.
She went to the weekend getaway that Thilo had planned as her gift, so Kylian and I had the apartment to ourselves.
We rolled out of bed, and he made us some breakfast.
"Look at you, I didn't know you cooked," I mentioned sitting down on the kitchen island.
"Of course, I do," he said as he came and stood in front of me between my legs, "one of my many many talents."
"Can't wait to see the rest," I responded and right after kissed.
He then proceeded to rest his hands on my tights and pull me in closer. I ran my fingers down his bare checks and felt swept by the moment, so much so I didn't want to stop.
But the moment was quickly stopped by the smell of burning eggs.
"Merde, (shit,)" he expressed before rushing to the stove to get the frying pan off. We shared a look and burst out in laughter.
"You clean up," I said, "I'll go down and get us some pastries from the corner."
"Alright," he said, "but I swear this never happens. You distracted me."
"Me?" I asked sarcastically, "what did I do?"
"You know what you did," he replied.
"Maybe," I said, giggling.
I got dressed and went down to the bakery. It was a beautiful Saturday, the streets were a bit calm, and I felt happy. Not only because of Kylian, but a combination of friends, unforgettable moments, doing great at work and of course him.
Can it get any better?
*phone rings*
It's B; I pick up with my earphones and say, "well, look who it is? The talk of the town."
"I honestly feel like a real celebrity," she replied, and we laughed.
"So, how's the château?" I asked as I continued my stroll.
"I just had a seaweed wrap massage," she mentioned, "next to the cutest boyfriend in the world; how do you think I am?"
"Amazing?" I responded.
"Phenomenal!" She said.
"I'm glad you are having fun, B," I said.
"Thank you," she replied, "but look, I just sent you an article. Last night I was asked by many people who was I wearing; I told them it was you, and they wrote about you!"
"Wait," I stopped walking, "are you serious?!"
"Go read!"
I quickly pulled my phone from my pocket and did a quick scan till I read my name.
"B!" I yelled, "thank you! This is unbelievable, and I wouldn't be here cause of you! I owe you so hard."
"Well, you can start by designing more pieces for me," she said.
"I will, for sure," I said excited, "I'll call you back."
I hung up and quickly ran back to the apartment. I burst open the door and started reading the article out loud.
"Last night, Paris saw one of the greatest yacht parties happen right here on the Seine river. The event was filled with A-list celebrities, from actors and musicians to models and athletes, who were all there to celebrate the model's birthday, Béatrice Durand, who was seen at the event dressed to impress by designer Y/n Y/l/n!" I announced.
"They mentioned you?!" Kylian said excitedly.
"They mentioned me!" I said with the same energy.
He rushed over to hug me and said, "that's amazing; I'm so proud of you."
"Thank you, Kylian," I replied, happy as can be.
"Now, let's celebrate!" He said, "where's the food."
I paused to process his question and realized I ran back before buying the food.
"I'm so sorry," I said, "I ran back when B called me."
He giggled and replied, "it's okay."
"I can go back," I said.
"No, it's okay," he reassured me, "we are celebrating; I think we should go have a nice brunch."
"Really?" I asked.
"Yeah," he said, "I know this really nice place that is hardly full."
"Alright," I agreed, "I'll go get ready."
We both got dressed and left for this mysterious location. It was located a bit close to his apartment. It had a charming rustic environment the tiles were old and hand painted, almost faded, the air was filled with the aroma of fresh pastries and best of all it was almost empty.
"Kylian!" This woman says as she walked towards him with her arms wide.
"Bonjour," Kylian said as he hugged her back.
"Regarde-toi, as-tu mangé? (Look at you, have you been eating?) she asked.
He laughs and replied, "Oui, ma tatie. (Yes, auntie.)"
"Je ne te crois pas, je vais t'apporter quelque chose à manger, (I don't believe you, I'll bring you something to eat,)" she said.
Before she could walk away, Kylian said, "Tatie, c'est Y/n, mon amie."
"Ahh, C'est pourquoi vous avez disparu,(so this is why you disappeared,)" she said and then hugged me, "Très heureux de vous rencontrer, ma chère. (Very nice to meet you, dear.)"
"ravie de te connaitre aussi, (Nice to meet you too,)" I replied as I hugged her back.
"S'asseoir, je t'apporterai des pâtisseries (Sit down, I'll bring you some pastries,)" she said before she walked away to the back.
We sat down and explained, "she's friends with my mom for a long time. She's like a second mom to us."
"That's sweet," I said.
A few minutes later she comes from the back with two sandwiches and small cookies.
"Merci, tatie, (thank you, auntie,)" Kylian said.
She sat with us and we spent time talking and indulging on the amazing food. Best way to celebrate ever. When we finished she gave us extra food for Ethan.
"Revenez quand vous voulez, (Come back whenever you like,)" she said as she hugged me.
We walked out of the charming place and headed to his apartments to see Ethan.
He opened the door to fine him playing FIFA on the coach alone, and I greeted, "Hi Ethan."
"Hey," he replied then stood up to hug me and I hugged him back.
"Busy Saturday?" I asked.
"My brother left me alone," he mocked.
To which Kylian gave him a look and said, "then I'm not giving this from tatie."
"Wait! Kylian, you're the best brother in the world," he said with a wide grin.
Kylian gave him the bag and sat next to him on the couch. As he took a bite we talked about the party last night and the fact someone had written about me. He congratulated me and we all spent the rest of the afternoon hanging out, watching movies and playing FIFA.
I could do it all day.
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The Setbacks (Kylian Mbappé x Reader)
FanfictionYou are a young aspiring designer, your father is one of the heads of Dior. You moved to Paris from Manchester for his job. You have everything you could ever wish for, and more but deep down you wanna work for something that is only yours and in th...
