When In London - TimDaya - Oneshot

When In London

In the heart of London, the "Dune 2" premiere buzzed with excitement. Zendaya, adorned in an avant-garde armored suit, felt the weight of anticipation and scrutiny as she prepared to showcase the unconventional creation on the red carpet. The suit, designed with intricate details and a daring butt opening, was a bold fashion statement that had everyone talking.

Zendaya, encased in the intricate armored suit that would soon make waves on the red carpet, found herself in a heated discussion with Law Roach, her stylist and creative collaborator.

Law, known for his impeccable taste and bold choices, stood firm on the artistic vision of the suit. "Zendaya, this suit is a masterpiece! It's daring, unique, and it's going to set a new standard. Trust me on this," he urged, his eyes gleaming with conviction.

However, Zendaya, grappling with a mix of nerves and uncertainty, was not entirely convinced. "Law, I love pushing boundaries, but this feels like uncharted territory. What if it's too much? What if people don't get it?"

Law, ever the visionary, responded with passion. "Z, you're a trendsetter. People look up to you precisely because you're not afraid to challenge the norm. This suit is a statement, and tonight, you're going to make history. Believe in the power of your influence."

Their debate echoed through the dressing room, the clinks of the armor serving as a backdrop to their creative clash. Despite the intensity of their exchange, it was clear that their connection ran deep, built on trust and mutual respect.

The fear of criticism and the unknown reactions from the public left her feeling vulnerable.

Just as panic threatened to take over, the door swung open, revealing Timothée. His presence was a comforting anchor in the storm of Zendaya's nerves.

"Daaamnnn Z" He clapped his hands together entering the room and closing the door behind him.

Z smiled a small smile as their eyes connected in the mirror.

"Law I'm suddenly feeling underdressed" Timothée said to Law as he passed by gripping his shoulders.

Z turned to face Timothée. She noticed that he wore a simple black T-shirt, that surely cost more than it should, and a pair of silver pants.

"No no" Law fanned him off "You guys are complimenting each other well. Z's look is big and bold enough we didn't won't you doing too much...but we may have to scrap the entire look. We have a little under an hour I need to go see what else I can draw up."

Zendaya let out a shaky breath and tossed her head back. The last thing she wanted to do was be difficult or make Law feel as though she didn't trust him.... because she does.... she just doesn't trust herself.

Timothée sensing the hesitation in her...suddenly realized that he had interrupted something between her and Law.

He was just coming to her dressing room to hang out and chill as they normally do with each other, but something was wrong. He could feel it.

"Hey, Z, you're going to slay in that suit. What's going on?" Timothée asked, his eyes reflecting both friendship and reassurance.

Zendaya, her hands fidgeting with a piece of armor, confessed, "I'm freaking out, Timmy. What if people don't get it? What if this is too much?"

Timothée, always the voice of reason, took her hands into his and looked deep into her eyes. "Zendaya, this suit is a work of art, just like you. Embrace the uniqueness, and don't let doubts overshadow your confidence. You're a trendsetter, and tonight, you're going to make history."

His words were a soothing balm to Zendaya's worries. A deep breath later, she found a renewed sense of courage.

Just as Law returned with a long black sleek dress in his hand. "Girl this is the best that I can do...it's not big and bold but you'll work it anyway. It'll still be a statement. It's still giving grown and sexy."