The show must go on

738 48 58
                                    

'Can you please fix her sleeve, this is getting ridiculous.'

'I'm so sorry, Felix-sshi. We were sure that all measurements were correct... I don't know what happened-'

A huff and roll of eyes. With arms crossed and a deep frown, he tapped his long press-on pink nail in irritation.

'I don't care about what "happened", Mikyoung. I want to see it fixed. You have twenty minutes so instead of apologising and giving excuses I suggest you get to work.', she blinked owlishly and his eyes narrowed before he spat 'Now.'

'Felix-sshi, one of the models has a bad stomach. I think she ate from the milk cookies instead of the vegan ones by accident and-'

He closed his eyes and counted to five because he had no time to even count all the way to ten.

'Then do her make-up while she's sitting on the toilet and shove imodiums down her throat. I need everyone ready to go in thirty.'

The boy blinked at him and gaped like a fucking fish.

'Or do you think you can find me a new model and re-fit the clothes in the little time we have?', he raised a sharp eyebrow and regretting putting on a fucking corset over his dress tonight. It was already hard to breathe as it is in the damned changing rooms.

'No...I can't, Felix-sshi.'

The blonde sucked in his right cheek.

'Then why are you still here?', it didn't really sound like a question and it urged Joyoung to flee from the scene immediately. Felix watched him grab the bag with medicine that had been shoved in one of the corners of the room before he rushed in the direction of the bathrooms.

A hand tapped his shoulder.

'What the fuck is it now? If nobody's dying I don't even wanna hear it.', he groaned and with a sharp turn he faced his next victim.

'Oh.'

A cocky grin and two raised eyebrows faced him and just like that - Felix found himself able to breathe for the first time in hours.

'You might wanna hide your sharp claws for a while, my queen. Otherwise, people will start dying from the heart attacks you're about to give them with that attitude.', his boyfriend grinned as he took one of Felix's hands into his and ran his finger over the smooth surface of a pink nail.

'They need to man up a little if they want any of us to have a future in the industry, Hyunjin.', he rolled his eyes for what was probably the hundredth time today but instead of a quivering voice on the other side he was instead hit with an adoring giggle.

With his free hand, Hyunjin ran his fingers through Felix's freshly re-dyed blonde locks.

'You're so viscous and scary in that pink dress of yours.'

Felix's eyes narrowed.

'I'll claw your eyes out, don't test me.'

Hyunjin's head lolled to the side and he sighed. 'Ah, a man after my heart.'

Felix snorted as he placed his hand over Hyunjin's hip bone and moved closer to him.

'I've already won your heart ages ago, sugar.', he flicked the tip of his nail under Hyunjin's chin, 'Now, I need to win this damn competition and present the best fashion line this university has ever seen.', his glossy lips stretched into a smile which was soon met in a quick kiss by another set of lips.

'And you will. You've worked on this for almost a year and nobody can beat you once you've set your mind on something.', there was a glint in Hyunjin's eyes as his arms fell around Felix's waist to pull him closer and press a peck to his cheek.

You've reached the end of published parts.

⏰ Last updated: Sep 14 ⏰

Add this story to your Library to get notified about new parts!

Catch me, if you can: One-Shots Collection Where stories live. Discover now