Timothee Chalamet is a well-known photographer in the fashion industry. Talented, handsome, and unfortunately for you, married...
Y/N L/N the new model hottie in the bussiness. Talented, young, and she always gets what she wants.
Timothee Chalamet x...
Y/n, Chelsea, and Madeline were all currently in Chelsea's office somewhere in the upper east side of New York.
"You should update your portfolio, since you've taken alot more jobs since then." Madeline, Y/n's makeup artist/best friend suggested as she flipped through her friend's portfolio filled with her modelling pictures.
The pages first consisted of standard shots of her front and side profiles. And then full body shots in a simple black tank top and white shorts.
The next pages then consisted of her in more complex poses. Still in the simple clothing. Some with her hair up and some with her hair down.
Finally the last pages were with her photos, from runway shows she has done to her actual Vogue worthy shots.
"Yeah I guess." Y/n replied looking over her friend's shoulder while also looking at her photos.
"Let's get to work and choose some of your best pictures then." Chelsea enthusiastically said while getting up from her chair.
The rest of the afternoon consisted with them picking out Y/n's photos to be put in her portfolio, gossiping about the latest tea, and ordering multiple take-outs.
At the end of the day Chelsea went to her professional printer to print out the updates in Y/n's portfolio. She then had her assisstant, Sofia send the portfolio to Timothee Chalamet's office and a few other well-known photographers that were looking for new faces.
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3rd Pov
The next day
"Hey I can see that you're schedule is open on noon, do you wanna have lunch together?" Christina asked her husband though the phone while looking at her computer showcasing Timothee's schedule for the day.
"Wait hold on, how do you know my schedule?" Timothee voiced out with confusion.
"I instructed your assisstant to send me your weekly schedule." Christina nonchalantly replied.
"Okay....why though?"
"Why not? It's not like your hiding anything right?" His wife said with an accusatory tone.
"What- no of course not. It's just that you could have asked me yourself instead of having to go behind my back and ask my assisstant." Timothee reasoned.
"I really don't know what's wrong with that if you know that you would have sent it to me anyway."
Timothee just sighed through the phone not wanting to start a fight. "Well then....to answer you question, yes we can have lunch later. But I do need to be back right after, so is it okay if we just eat here in my office?"
"Okay. I'll just bring food later then at about 12:30?"
"Yeah sure." And when he was just about to tell her what he wanted for lunch, she said her goodbye's and hung up.
