(y/n) is a world renowned model, and when she packs her bags for Paris, some love interests of the superhero and super model variety come her way.
A little insight into this story:
The reader is very traditionally feminine, à la her career in mode...
When (y/n) ascended the elevator and arrived in her home, Meera was there to greet her, tablet in hand. "Good afternoon, (y/n). How was school? was the Agreste boy good to you?"
(y/n) half heartedly replied as she sauntered up to her room. "well... I made one and a half friends. i overheard some girls talking badly of me. and Adrian and I are getting along swell."
Meera just kept clicking away on her tablet, only vaguely paying attention.
"well thats lovely. is there anything particular youd like for me to order for your supper?"
(y/n) thought for a moment, weighed her options and then made up her mind.
"well with the Lacoste shoot tomorrow i think id better have something light, I had a big lunch. could you find somewhere that will do a good greek salad? and then perhaps a smoothie for dessert."
Meera tapped away on her pad and nodded her head, and turning out the door, she left (y/n) to her own devices.
As (y/n) climbed the staircase up to her room, she noticed a feeling of loneliness bubble up inside her. When alone, she often struggled with how to behave. She knew how to poise herself in front of others, but without anything's prying eyes, (y/n) could exist in her purest, most relaxed form.
Dropping her school bag at the foot of her bed, she let out a deep exhalation.
"I'm in dire need of a bath."
As she said this, (y/n) has skillfully unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. her shoes discarded next to it.
Once again opening her bag, she pulled out her laptop and started playing some music. The relaxing melodies flowing from the speaker system.
The bath was run, the sweet aroma of bubbles filling the room, and (y/n) gently stepped into the tub. The warm water covering her body in gentle relaxation.
(y/n)'s mind began to wander. wander from the events at school, to her lunch with Chloe, then to Adrien. She could still remember the feeling of his burning stare. It was as if he was reading her like a book. (y/n) was used to captivating gazes, but never had she had someone look at her with such gentle attention.
A knock came abruptly from the door, startling (y/n) into snapping her head to the intruder.
Meera was peering through a crack in the door, staring her down with her dark brown eyes.
"You're dinner has arrived."
(y/n) met Meera's eyes and nodded softly.
"I'll be out in a moment."
Meera hummed in response and shut the door. (y/n) gently rose from the bath and wrapped her robe around her frame, and a white towel around her soaking hair. She went downstairs where Meera was waiting for her in the kitchen.
"I've set your meal on the terrace for you. Its a lovely evening. Please enjoy."
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