Starlight (chanbaek/baekyeol)

Fashion Week

Waking up in Paris was always a wonderful feeling, not many people had an opportunity to visit the beautiful city and quite honestly Baekhyun was glad he was one of the lucky ones. He laid in bed still jet lagged from the long flight and thought about Chanyeol. At this point it wasn't even a question how he felt about him. He missed him and it had only been a few hours. Paris was lovely and he would've done anything to bring his tall yoda-eared lover over with him. He stepped out onto the balcony and saw some complimentary strawberry champagne in a bucket of ice. Sweet. He popped the bottle and poured some into a glass lined with diamonds at the bottom. His few moments of peace were interrupted once he heard a knock at the door. "Wakey Wakey princess, its showtime we have to be at Carrousel du Louvre in an hour and with traffic we better start going." Jongdae stated. "Yeah okay, I'll be out in ten." Baekhyun yelled through the door and quickly rid himself of his sleepwear, searched through his luggage and decided on a silk white shirt and black skinny jeans. He quickly put some shoes on and fixed his hair slightly before grabbing his phone and walking out of the door. His security guard, Seunghyun along with others Jongdae had arranged were standing right by the door awaiting Baekhyuns arrival. He couldn't believe his eyes looking out of the door and seeing hundreds of fans, both male and female chanting "Byun Baekhyun". He quickly made his way through the mob, the security guards creating a blockade around him and tried his best to say his hellos as he entered the car awaiting him.

"So who exactly am I modeling for again, Jongdae?" The smaller inquired, raising an eyebrow at the older. "Louis Vuitton like I have told you only about ten times, is that kid Chanyeol taking over your abilities to remember?" The manager smirked, receiving a roll of the eyes by the smaller. Baekhyun couldn't help himself and ended up calling Chanyeol out of boredom. And possibly, maybe, perhaps because he missed him. But only a little. "Baby." Baekhyun heard a familiar voice in his ear. He smiled at the name and instantly felt ease go through his entire body. "I am a baby yes, your baby, no." The smaller teased ignoring the looks his manager would give him. "Can you be my baby?" The taller smiled lying in bed and running his fingers through his hair. "Mm. I can think about it." Baekhyun almost whispered cheeks turning a light shade of pink. "That's what I like to hear." The giant smiled feeling his heart warm at the words exchanged. "How is the Paris going? Seoul just isn't as bright without you my little starlight." Baekhyun could not help the smile that appeared on his face and frankly he could care less what anyone thought, what could he say, he loves attention. He responded coolly "It's going okay, on my way to a Louis Vuitton show. You're super cheesy, you know that?" "You're going to do great Baek, always do." The taller smiled. They went on talking about the show and Chanyeol snuck in a few flirtatious comments which Baekhyun didn't objectify to. When they got off the phone, Baekhyun had just arrived at the venue and his nerves were eating him alive. His heart was pounding in his chest and he shut his eyes momentarily before exiting the car and making his way inside. The venue was gorgeous, decorated with chandeliers hanging from the ceiling a long white platform with specks of glitter used as a runway and seeing the extravagance of it all reminded Baekhyun why he loved his job so damn much. From a far he saw one of his closest friends he had met in New York last year, Mingyu. "Well if it isn't Byun Baekhyun himself." Mingyu smiled, the strong smell of cologne taking over Baekhyuns senses. "Well if it isn't Kim Mingyu." The smaller returned the smile. "I am suddenly extremely grateful you're here I have to deal with all these amateurs who couldn't walk the runway to save their life." Mingyu turned, staring down the newbies struggling to walk at the correct pace. "It's catastrophic, really." Baekhyun said, a laugh escaping his mouth as he covered it quickly. "Who are you modeling for?" The taller model asked, arching an eyebrow. "Louis Vuitton, with my luck I'll get stuck with with the ones who can barely walk in a straight line properly." The smaller shook his head, laughing and running his fingers through his hair before continuing "Who are you modeling for Mr.Kim." He teased, putting his hands in his pocket. "As a matter of fact I am also doing Louis Vuitton so I guess I have saved you." He laughed, looking over at the runway. "Can you believe this is our life, we get to strut around in shirts that do not cost any less than 2k, gain praise by a bunch of people and get paid for it all." The smaller crossed his arms over his chest, smiling up at the chandeliers, gracing the ceilings. "We are pretty fortunate aren't we." Mingyu smiled. The conversation was cut short once Jongdae came over requesting for the two of them to go get hair and makeup done for the show starting up in an hour.