The Setbacks (Kylian Mbappé x Reader)

Breaking Point

I woke up in the morning wrapped in a blankets next to Kylian. Last night got a bit out of hand and I ended up sleeping over, but I still managed to wake up early.

I turn around, softly kissed his cheek and attempted to get up with waking him up. All of a sudden I felt an arm wrap around my waist and slowly pulled in.

"Kylian, I have to go," I giggled.

"No," he responded with his raspy morning voice and held me closer.

"But I have go home and change," I mentioned.

"You have to start keeping your clothes here," he said still struggling to keep his eyes open.

I chuckled and said, "I will, my love, but for now, I'll see you later okay?"

"Promise?" He asked.

"Of course," I responded and gave him one final kiss before I got dressed and left.

I went home, showered and got changed before walking to work.

I had made an official letter of resignation and was ready to give it to Maria and my dad. Along with a recommendation letter for Charles for the position.

I walked into the building and greeted the receptionist, "good morning."

"Good morning, Y/n," she said, "Maria wants to see you in her office."

"Did she say what it was for?" I asked.

"No," she answered and leaned in closer to me "but she seems very upset."

"Alright," I said confused.

I walked towards her office and immediately felt nervous, I didn't know what was wrong but this left me feeling uneasy and anxious.

*knock, knock*

"Come in!" I hear from the other side.

I open the door and there was Maria sitting at her desk, with two people facing her.

"Did you call for me?" I asked.

"Yes, Y/n," she said, "please take a seat."

I walked closer to her desk and saw that Charles and Maïa. This was not good.

"Y/n, it has come to my attention that there was a problem yesterday and from these two witnesses it seems that you're to blame," she said.

"Wait, what?" I asked confused.

"The photos were lost and you were responsible for bringing me the binders as well as the drive," she said, "but I only got the binders."

"Yes but Charles is who works with the photographers," I explained, "he is the one who brings you this."

"Yesterday I gave it to you," he spoke up.

"And I saw," Maïa added.

Why the fuck is this happening?!

"Maria, I apologize for this inconvenience but I can assure it was not under my care," I let out, still shocked by all of this.

"I know, and I thought the same," she said, "I have a great deal of respect for you, so much so that I was going to give you the job. The offer is out of the table and you no longer work here."

"Wait, what?!" I asked stunned.

"You've cost us a great deal," she explained, "we have to read the shoot. That's time and money we can't get back."

"But, Maria..."

"My mind is made up, Y/n," she said, "no use pleading your case, just gather your belongings and head out the building."

My month couldn't open, I felt that if I did, tears would fall and there was no going back from there. I calmly stood up and made my way out.

I know I was going to resign and I didn't want to stay, but in order to be in the fashion world, getting along with big brand designers is important. Maria was one of my favorites so ruining this relationship was a great loss.

"Go get the shoot ready," Maria said to Charles.

They both came out behind me. When the door closed, Maïa said, "that's what you get for stealing my boyfriend."

I turn back, still trying to hold back tears, and ask, "what do you mean?"

"Don't act dumb," she said, "I saw you at that club the other night with him and that bracelet confirmed it. You are the reason why I'm not with him so I had to make you pay somehow."

"Maïa," I paused and took a deep breath before releasing this isn't worth the effort, but before I walked away I handed Charles the resignation and recommendation letters to him.

"You really jumped the gun," I told him as he took the papers, "have a nice life."

I went to the employee's lounge, took my things and got out of there as fast as I could.

I arrived to the apartment and there was B on the couch.

"Hey, you're back early," she said sipping her tea.

I opened my mouth but before I could speak, a tear rolled down my cheek and I couldn't let out words.

B quickly saw this and came over to me, where she put down all the things I was holding and gave me a hug. Then asked, "what's wrong?"

Before I knew, my eyes were over flowing as the tears and I just hugged her back.

After some seconds we sat down and I calmly described to her what had happened.

"Charles was in on this too?" She asked surprised and I nodded.

"He just lost one of the greatest friends," she said as she held my hand, "but Maïa thought, does she not get that Kylian isn't into her?"

"I don't know," I replied.

*phone rings*

B goes to get it, returns and says "it's your dad."

"Fuck," I said as I took the phone.

"Just answer, it'll be fine."

I head into my room and answer, "hello?"

"What happened?" He asked sounding concern and angry.

I explained everything again in hopes that he'd understand but he didn't.

"I can't say I'm not disappointed," he said, "I had such high hopes for you here in Dior and I don't think I can help you."

"I know," I answered, heartbroken, "but I don't want to dad. I know I didn't do what they accused me of."

"I'll try my best to understand," he said, "but we will talk more about it later."

"Okay, dad," I said before he hung up.

Disappointment. The last thing I wanted right now. My emotions ran wild and I fell onto my bed. My mind ran through the day, playing every moment back, analyzing and wondering where it all went wrong.

Charles and Maïa really shook up the day for me. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.