Fashion Designer {pjm x reader}

Creation of a Goddess

"Miss. It's time to wake up. Miss !" I woke up at the feeling of someone gently shaking me. I looked up to see my assistant, her bun showing clearly her face and her glasses lightly falling on the bridge of her nose.

"Mmh yeah. I'm coming I'm coming... !" I told her falling asleep again. I spent the night in my office.

"Would you like some coffee ?" She pulled her glasses back in their right place and straighted herself.

"Mmh yeah it will be nice thanks," I finally sat up correctly, yawning and stretching my arms up in the airs. My assistant left to prepare me a coffee.

I rubbed my eyes and rubbed my face, waking up one by one all of my senses. I took my purse and set it on my laps. I opened it and searched for my vanity case. Found ya ! Yes I have a vanity case in my purse because I often spend my night here and having a breath who smell like old cheese or something like that... No thanks ! I took my toothbrush and toothpaste and made my way to the bathroom annexed to my office.

"Shit I've forgotten that my secretary must give me a coffee !" I put down my things on the sink and returned back on my seat. When I sat down, she opened the door, a little tray with my coffee on it in her right hand. Perfect Timing !

"Your coffee Miss !" She settled down the tray on my desk.

"Thanks. You can go now."

I was sipping on my coffee, thinking about wich materials I should use for my creations. Because yes, I finished designing all the outfits last night.

After I had finished my coffee, I went down to the cafeteria to take some homemade cookies. My cafeteria propose breakfast menu because I'm not the only one who's spending my nights here. I went upstairs to my office with my Tupperware filled with cookies. I unlocked my computer and checked my mails. Some were publicity, others were notifications. And the more important ones were the mails that person sent me in order to be taken as a "trainee" to be a model, to be a stylist, a security guard, a manager, a cooker, a chores agent, a secretary etc...

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| Park GaeSin                                  |

|  Hello. I wanted to postule as a
|  as a cooker. Here is my CV :

|_________________________________|

I looked at her CV. She worked in a great restaurant before. Good antecedent.. and I need a new cooker by the way. It's okay ! I called her to tell her that the job is her's and that she'll start tomorrow. I could hear that she was smiling by the intonation of her voice. I hung up.

Ting !

Wut ?

I checked my phone, wandering who the hell is sending me a message.

*Korean number phone*

Hey ! Why aren't you here already ? Are you ill ? You said that you'll be back this morning with our outfits (or the idea for our outfits), and your late 😣

9:46am     ✅👀

Respond to meeee ! You're late ! I'm worried ! 😢

10:01am    ✅👀

Are you giving me the silent treatment ?

10:30am     ✅👀

Hey I saw that you saw my message ! So you're giving me the silent treatment !