This was your first fashion show as a Victoria’s Secret Angel and you were extremely nervous. You were back stage trying to calm your preshow jitters when your boyfriend Michael knocked on your shared dressing room door.
“Wow, you look sexy as hell babe.” He blurted out once he laid eyes on you. You blushed and his compliment helped settle your nerves a little.
“Thanks.” You replied as you continued to pace around the room.
“What’s wrong (Y/N)?” Mikey asked walking to you and putting a hand on your back.
“I’m just a little nervous is all, it’s my first big show.”
“You have nothing to be nervous about, you’re going to do great.” He placed a reassuring kiss to your temple. “The guys and I are front row, if you get nervous don’t look at anyone else, just look at me.” You smiled and he gave you one last kiss before being rushed out of the dressing room. You were soon shuffled out of the room and into your place in line. You were the third model in line and your stomach quickly filled with butterflies once the show stared. You peaked out of the curtain and saw Michael and the boys in the front row anxiously waiting for you. As you walked onto the runway your body was stiff and instead of smiling you looked like a deer in the headlights. You glanced at Mikey who immediately started whistling and hollering. The other three quickly joined in and you started to laugh. You finished your walk and were instantly surrounded by the other models and crew praising you for doing so well on your first walk. You changed into your next outfit and had no problem strutting it the second time around. Each time you went out you were sure to find Michael and he always flashed you a huge smile along with an approving thumbs up. When the show was over Michael rushed back stage to find you.
“Babe! You killed it out there!” He said as he picked you up and spun you around.
“Thank you for being here Mikey, you made it a lot easier.”
“Of course (Y/N), I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.” Michael eyed the many outfits you modeled lying on the couch beside you. “So, do you get to take any of these home?” He questioned with a smirk.
