The Setbacks (Kylian Mbappé x Reader)

Guidance

I walked home thinking about what had just happened. I got to work with Maïa and it wasn't bad. I got offered the job of my dreams but I wasn't sure if it was what I wanted anymore and I needed to talk to someone

I got to my door and opened it to reveal an empty living room.

"Hey, B!" I yelled. There's no response.

Then I remember that she was probably at the game. I couldn't talk to Kylian because of he was going to start playing soon so I just decided to text him.

Hi, my lovely
I wanted to wish you good luck on the game.

Thank you so much
We about to start soon.

Score one for me.

Definitely.

I lied down in bed and stared at the ceiling as I contemplated the decision that was placed on my lap. My mind raced and I couldn't take it anymore. I took my keys and decided to go on drive.

I went around the city of Paris. In a attempt to dodge traffic and ended up going to highway that goes to Ney's area.

"Mom," I thought to myself and immediately called her to know if she was home and thankfully she was.

I drove in and parked in my usual spot. I got out of the car and immediately was hit by the smells of plants and flowers that surrounded the home. It made me feel calm and a bit better.

My mom open the door and greeted, "hello, sweetheart!"

"Hi, mom," I said as I walked towards her.

"How are you?" She asked.

Instead of answering I buried myself in her arms and she said, "oh, honey, come in."

We walked inside and sat in her office. It was a room filled with books, framed pictures and vintage cameras. It was her own personal museum with a small living space and a desk with her chair.

"Sit," she said, "I'm just going to get something."

I sat down on one of the couches and a few moments later she walks in with a tea set.

"Is that the tea set we had back home?" I asked.

"Yes," she replied as she set the trap on the table, "I bought it when you were born. I told myself I would only use it only with you."

"That's sweet," I said and made myself a cup.

"So what's wrong, darling?" She asked.

"I'm in a bit of a situation," I answered as I stirred my mug, "and I need some guidance."

"Alright, tell me," she said, "is it about Kylian?"

"No, it's not," I answered, "it's about working at Dior. They are thinking of giving me a full time job."

"That's wonderful," she said smiling, "isn't that what you wanted?"

"Yes," I answered, "at least, I thought I did."

"What do you mean?"

I stood up, began to pay back-and-forth through the room and said "Well, the past month, as been so much fun. I have done things I haven't done in such a long time. I also had a lot of fun designing for myself."

"So you want to start your own brand?" She asked.

"Maybe," I said, "I mean I always wanted to. But now just feels right. And also Charles hates me because he thinks I'm getting the job cause of dad."