The Setbacks (Kylian Mbappé x Reader)

Paris Fashion Week: Dior

Early morning, the leaves on the trees were starting to turn brown, the weather was less sunny and a bit more chilly. Autumn is on the way. I walked to work hugging my coffee cup. Today was going to be a long day.

I arrive at work and encountered the long line of makeup artists, hair stylists and tailors, all ready for the day ahead. Charles and I let them in and helped them position themselves in their designated stations. Our main job today was to assist the designer in every way.

An hour later the models started to arrive. From there, the hustle and bustle began. After practice walk, the models were sat on chairs to get their make up done while others did their last minute fittings, one of them was Béatrice.

"Look at you, miss model," I said to her.

"Hello," she replied as the stylists surrounded her, seeing if there were necessary changes to be made.

Her make up and hair were done. She had the special job of opening the show, so I asked, "are you ready?"

"As ready as I'll ever be," she answered.

"You'll do amazing," I said and held her hands

"I hope so."

"20 minutes till the show starts!" The shows assistant director announced.

"I have to go see if they need my help," I said to her, "good luck, you got this."

I went back to make sure all the models were dressed and ready.

"What do you mean she isn't ready?" I heard the designer, Maria Gazia Chiuri, yells.

"She's almost done," the assistant replied.

"I need her here for fittings now," she says then looks around to catch me looking at him, "Y/n!"

I rush to him and say, "yes?"

"There's a model missing, find her," she said.

I nodded, and looked through the list of models to see who was missing and the only one I didn't see was Maïa. Just what I needed today.

I rush downstairs to call her and she finally picks up, "Bonjour. (Good morning.)"

"Bonjour! Maïa, this is Y/n calling from Dior, we'd like to know where you are," I said politely.

"On my way, give me 3 minutes," she said and hung up.

"This girl," I said under my breath and proceeded to pace back and forth till she finally arrived.

"Maïa, come!" I yelled for her to see me, then I grabbed her hand and ran to the make up chair.

The moment she sat down, the make up artist as well as the hair stylist began working on her immediately. Once she was done, in a record time of 15 minutes, I moved her straight to wardrobe.

"She's here!" I announced.

"Grazie a Dio! (Thank goodness!)" Maria said, "get dressed!"

Maïa rushed with the stylist and got dressed as fast as she could. I left her to do that and looked for Charles so we could watch the show from the front.

Charles and I managed to find a spot at the behind all the guests, celebrities and journalists. I could see Kylian, Thilo, Ney and Bruna from the other side.

"Is everything ready?" Some whispered.

It was my father and so I reply, "yes, it is."

"Don't you want to go sit in front with me?" He asked.

"Dad, I'm working," I responded, "you're the boss, go stay in front."

"Look at you," he said with a smile, "my working girl."

I smiled and said, "thank you, dad."

We hugged and he left for his seat.

"This is so amazing," Charles whispered.

"Let's hope it goes well or else Madam Blanchet will have our heads!" I mentioned

"For sure," he replied and giggled.

All of a sudden the lights dimmed and the music got louder, then enters Béatrice in all her glory.

Each step she took was graceful yet fierce. She exuded elegance and confidence. You could see the pride on Thilo's face, the smiles on their faces were bright and Ney held his phone and filmed as promised. All I could think to myself was "that's my best friend!"

The show carried on and it was amazing. Maria's work this season was well displayed. She got on the runway then took a bow with the audience and models clapping for her and I all I could think about is doing the same someday.

They all went backstage and the people began to stand for the pictures and interviews with the press.

I went straight to the back to meet B and said, "you were perfection!"

"Thank you!" She said, "just let me take these pictures with Maria and the girls then the after party begins."

"Of course," I agreed.

The pictures were taken and the models changed out of the clothing that I had to store. While I did that Charles was helping clearing out the stations.

"Y/n and Charles!" Maria called out, "the team will it all out later. Go out there and enjoy the after party, you've both earned it."

"Thank you," Charles said.

"It's a pleasure, now go."

Without a second thought we ran to a changing area and changed outfits into something more appropriate for the occasion. A short dress and a coat. All Dior.

I got out to the audience and find everyone there.

"Damn, Y/n," Bruna expressed, "you're going all out today."

"Gotta represent the brand well," I said.

Kylian turned to me and with a smile said "Wow."

"He means you look amazing," B clarified.

"No, she looks impeccable," he corrected.

My cheeks were blushed and I was moved by his words. I ago close to him and whisper, "thank you, my love."

Which left him in a similar state.

"So, guys are we going to the after party?" Ney asked.

"Yes," I responded, "have you guys done the celebrity pictures thing?"

"Too many," Thilo said, "he is Mr Spotlight remember?"

"It's not my fault I shine too much," Ney replied and we all laughed.

"Alright guys, then let's get going," B said.