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Y/N L/N IS CURRENTLY THE hottest model in the industry right now. other agencies are never leaving her alone, always trying to grab her out of victoria secrets grasp.
but without y/n, there was no victoria secret.
"y/n, you're on in three, two, one" the producer said. the outfit coordinators straightened out her wings before she walked the runway.
as she reached the end of the runway, she spotted a guy in the crowd, and he was exceptionally hot. she made eye contact with him, winking and blowing a kiss.
one thing about y/n, was she never missed with her flirtatious nature. after all, it's what came with being a model for victoria secret.
as she walked back to the stage, she quickly rushed to get into her next set of lingerie for the night.
when she got onto the runway again, she saw the guy smirking at her.
'you're hot but not that hot' she thought, internally rolling her eyes.
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after the show ended, she changed out of her outfit into her regular clothes, since she was now off duty. "who was that guy you kept staring at?" hana asked as she removed her makeup.
"i don't know, some random. he's hot though" y/n replied, shrugging her shoulders. "wait is he blonde?" hana asked. "yeah i think he was. he didn't look naturally blonde though" she replied, slinging her bag over her shoulder.
"i think that's miya atsumu. apparently the whole msby black jackles team got invited to the show. apparently he's a huge flirt though"
"huh. interesting. rin didn't mention that to me. anyways, i'm gonna head out, i'm getting dinner with a friend" y/n said, bidding her goodbyes to everyone.
"try not to get into a scandal y/n!" her manager yelled out. "yes ma'am" she replied.
she left the dressing rooms and headed out towards the front entrance where her childhood family friend would be waiting for her.
"rin!" y/n called out to the group of boys. their ears perked up as they watched their teammate walk towards the hottest model of the show. and while they tried to eavesdrop, everyone had the same thought.
how on earth do they know each other?
"hey n/n, we're all heading out to dinner. thought you'd wanna come? we can do dinner just us tomorrow if you want. the boys really wanna go out to eat tonight" he said, shoving his hands in the pockets of his pants.
"those your boys over there?" she asked, looking at the group who quickly looked away. "those guys" he chuckled, shaking his head. "sounds good. sorry, i'm kind of dressed bummy" she said, looking at her outfit.
"y/n, you're literally wearing possibly the smallest skirt ever with a tube top. if anyone says you look bummy they haven't made eye contact with a homeless person" he rolled his eyes.
"this is bummy for models off duty! i don't even have cute glasses to pair with this" she frowned.
"yeah yeah whatever let's go" he rolled his eyes. the two began to walk towards the group with a smile.
"guys, this is y/n. y/n, these are my friends" he said. "i thought these were your teammates?" she asked, glancing at all of the males briefly, before making eye contact with the boy she winked at.
"i play for ejp raijin remember? these are the jackels, but i've been friends with most of them since highschool" he said. "ohh, gotcha. so, what're your names?" she asked, running a hand through her hair.
"that's bokuto with the spiky hair, atsumu with his untoned and ugly blonde hair"
"hey! my hair is not ugly" atsumu replied.
"yeah, yeah, whatever. anyway, that's sakusa, major germaphobe, so be wary" he mumbled. "got it" she whispered, pulling a bottle of hand sanitizer out and quickly sanitizing her hands.
after suna finished with the introductions, the group made their way to dinner.
she mostly stayed beside suna until she felt someone come beside her. "so" atsumu said. "so?" she replied, raising her eyebrow. "ya looked good out there" he said.
for the first time in ten years, this was the first time miya atsumu has ever been nervous around a girl.
"thanks. so did you," she complimented back. "i could tell. ya even winked at me" he smirked. "don't feel special," she rolled her eyes. "what's that suppose ta mean?" he asked. "i do that every show. i find a good looking guy and be a little flirty. it's fun" she replied.
atsumu gasped.
"so you do find me good looking? dontcha worry sweets, i'll make sure i'm the last guy you'll ever wink at" he said proudly.
"atsumu, quit it! stop messing with her" suna said, slapping the back of atsumu's neck.
y/n rolled her eyes at their antics when they finally reached the restaurant.
except, there was paparazzi everywhere. all she could see were flashing cameras as people as her what her relationship was to suna or atsumu.
they missed the fact that this was her job. to walk around with her head held high. to ignore the flashing lights and voices. they walked into the restaurant and into a private room, where they then resumed their dinner.
much to her dismay, atsumu was sitting on one side of her while suna was sitting on the other.
y/n wasn't particularly fond of the blondes attempt at flirting, but she figured that's just how he was. he might've been bad at flirting, but she was lying to him when she said that wink wasn't anything special.
miya atsumu was the finest man she'd ever met. but a little game of hard to get couldn't hurt, right?
thru the phone "everything is blue, his pills, his hands, his jeans"
