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"𝚂𝚞𝚛 𝙼𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎" ✃ 𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚓𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚂𝙼𝙰𝚄

› pairing balmain prince!hongjoong x fem!reader (reader works for Balmain)

› genre SMAU / not much for now except for some light flirting - expect some smut later on and maybe angst- to be defined.

› summary you're working for Balmain as Olivier Rousteing's assistant and regularly meet Hongjoong during FW - but while you wish to keep things professional, Hongjoong seems to have other plans

› author's notes kay so I wanted to give SMAU a try and since I'm equally obsessed with Hongjoong's journey into the fashion industry AND Balmain/Olivier's background, I thought it would be fun and easy to dive into that world - also Paris FW coming next month might fuel my inspiration if this gets any notes at all.

I might throw a little bit of french language here and there just for the sake of it but will definitely keep it light so it doesn't get too 'oui oui baguette' for your liking.

› network : @newworldnet

Feel free to reblog/comment/DM & let me know if you want more ♥

"La mode passe, le style reste"

― Yves Saint-Laurent

November 15th - Paris, FR.

You almost crash in the backseat of a cab, drenched with rain as you curse yourself for your perpetual urge to leave your umbrella behind even though you have thoroughly checked your weather app the night before so you can match your outfit with Paris’ unpredictable yet so familiar gloominess.

It’s been a day – a week, actually, as you collect whatever strength you have left to share your address with the driver while thinking about the unexpected perspective of a night off to yourself. The possibilities are infinite: an early dinner and a good book? That tv series all your friends have been begging for you to watch for months now? A bath? It’s like you don’t even know how to function as a human being with a couple hours to spare after weeks of busting your ass from dusk to dawn through the most hectic time of the year.

Paris Fashion Week.

Though there isn’t such a thing as peace & quietness in the fashion industry, nothing can ever beat the hecticness and thrill of the couple days heading to a show. People running around, having three breakdowns an hour, the unexpected drama, the technical difficulties—it wouldn’t be Haute Couture if everything ran smoothly from the first draft to the catwalk, and you would be lying to yourself if you pretended not to be a little bit addicted to the chaos.

If given a chance to go back to a quiet life, you would never seize it. After years under the house of Balmain, traveling from a country to another, crying over different shades of red and filling up the fanciest rooms with the most selective A-list guests, you could never think about a normal life to settle for. Not after a week like this, not after making a chosen family out of the Balmain Army and trusting Olivier Rousteing with your own life.

The car radio is playing an old classic from Charles Aznavour as you drive past a typical boulevard filled with Hausmannian buildings, their cream-colored stone and mansard roofs always filling your heart with joy and the purest form of thankfulness. Taking a moment to be appreciative of the incredible luck you have been given, enjoying the simple thing such as the peaceful sight of a raindrop rolling over the car window, you don’t pay too much attention to your phone, buzzing repeatedly in your purse.

All over your screen, messages from your team, friends, and family, congratulating everyone for a successful show and another wonderful collection while your heart fills with another type of pride—that’s the magic of Balmain. A small team turned into a chosen family, people working day and night to turn dust into glitter.

But of all the messages popping up in front of your eyes, one surprisingly catches them.

You haven’t known Hongjoong for too long, yet, his charismatic aura is still all over you like a perfume you can’t quite get rid of – and though your encounters (two, so far) have yet to pass the fifteen minutes chat prior to a show, you both have felt the need to exchange your numbers – for professional purposes.

At least that served as the perfect excuse to keep in touch with the Korean heartthrob.

You can’t really pinpoint the moment your heartbeat switches from perfectly normal to a-second-from-a-stroke but as you stare at the conversation for a few more seconds, you cannot help the sudden twist of your lips as they curve into a genuine smile; the perspective of seeing Hongjoong again filling your chest with butterflies you don't even dare to fight against.

March 8th - Paris, FR.

Months feel like seconds as you start working on the new collection with Olivier, barely taking a few days off over Christmas to see your family; and as the weeks go by, the busier you get, definitely neglecting your social life and barely answering your friends’ texts, let alone Hongjoong’s— by the time the next Fashion Week approaches, his name suddenly pops up like a ghost, emerging from the guest-list as you try to figure out whose major celebrities to sit at the front row.

As you bend over your desk with a bunch of prestigious names and their pictures taped to a confidential notebook you always keep close to you, there he is in all his glory: Kim Hongjoong, right between Anna Wintour and Rihanna—a legend among the rulers of this industry.

So when he texts you the next morning, it feels like a demon has been summoned during the night. A demon with the most perfect face and impeccable features.

Guilt finds its way into you as you slightly step out of your professional persona to join his playful banter—and while the temptation to keep this little game going seems unbearable, you still decide to call it off and leave it as it is for the sake of your own reputation.

March 9th - Paris, FR.

“Y/N, I need a favor.”

Olivier never asks for any favor, even on his death bed—so when he reaches out to you, way past midnight as you’re both working on assembling a particularly difficult piece of leather to a crop coat, you know he has reached the point of no return.

“Sure, anything!”

“I need you to take over some of the fittings I have planned tomorrow—it kills me to admit, but I can’t be in three different places at the same time”

“And here I was thinking you were some mystical creatures with superpower! Disappointed is an understatement…” You try your best to laugh it off as soon as you sense Olivier’s obvious nervousness—if the smell of cigarette and the constant thumping of his boot over the floor weren’t the perfect signs of a mental breakdown already, his tone definitely sets the mood.

“Consider it done— just switch them to my schedule and I’ll take care of it” you smile, sincerely happy to be of any help although your own agenda feels pretty packed already.

“I love you so much” Olivier almost beams, his body suddenly more relaxed as it feels like a whole building has been lifted off his shoulders. Within minutes, your phone starts buzzing with a few notifications from your agenda—and as a couple random French celebrities’ names start pilling up in your schedule, one suddenly steals the air out of your lungs.

“Oh—I thought you’d want to take care of Hongjoong?” you dare to ask, remembering your last conversation with Olivier and how the Korean singer had quickly become a muse to him, inspiring the craziest pieces of clothes within a few months.

“I know. Breaks my heart really but—there’s just so much I can do” Olivier sighs, obviously upset “but I know he’s in good hands, right? Please make sure he feels at home with you… That man is a dream, isn’t he?”

Words don’t find their way past your throat as you quickly nod, trying your best to remain professional although you are now dreading the inevitable awkwardness of a one-on-one moment with Hongjoong and the intimacy of a fitting room.

Your cheeks turn a new shade of pink as you immediately lock your screen, too afraid to be caught in the act when nothing is truly happening. Though you have purposely ignored that one comment about his unexpected enthusiasm at the thought of seeing you, there is no point denying the fire starting at the pit of your stomach.

Around you, Olivier and half of the team is running on caffeine fumes and pining fabrics to the wall, drawing over a few sketches and making the craziest, last-minute adjustments for the show but their voices sound like white noise as your brain keeps buzzing with a sheer mix of excitement and nervousness.

And while you’re patting yourself on the back for keeping a straight face and a formal tone in your texts, you know there’s just so much you can take and soon enough, there won’t be a screen shielding you from Hongjoong’s natural charm.

A NIGHT IN HOLLYWOOD ☆ | ATEEZ SERIES

— featuring ot8!ateez in iconic HOLLYWOOD romance and rom-com movies

— BUY A TICKET 🎟️ : the movies are about to start! to be tagged in any/all of the specific fanfics, please comment or reblog this post! all fics will have MATURE CONTENT! MDNI!

sit back, relax, grab your popcorn and tissues, and enjoy the silver screen . . .

THE PARENT TRAP ☆ | KHJ

TROPE: exes to lovers! divorced!au

TAGS: nsfw, smut, fluff, angst, crack, slice of life

AS DIVORCED PARENTS to two twin daughters, you and hongjoong have your fair share of work cut out. Driving to piano lessons, cheering at hockey games, drop offs at each other’s houses, it can all be a little much. But could a relaxing summer retreat as a whole family possibly rekindle past emotions you’ve swept under the rug? . . .

— not yet in theatres . . .

DIRTY DANCING ☆ | PSH

TROPE: bad boy!seonghwa, enemies to lovers!au , 60s!au

TAGS: nsfw, smut, angst, crack

THAT WAS THE SUMMER before JFK got shot, before the beatles came, and when you and your family stayed at your aunts summer resort. That was also the summer you met resident heart breaker and cocky entertainment crew member, Park Seonghwa. Remind yourself why you’re suddenly dance partners with him again? . . .

— not yet in theatres . . .

PRETTY WOMAN ☆ | JYH

TROPE: dilf!yunho x stripper!reader, strangers to lovers!au, contract lovers!au,

TAGS: nsfw, smut, fluff, angst

LIVING IN BEVERLY HILLS comes with its perks. But for two different people such as yourself and multimillionaire business tycoon, Jeong Yunho, both of you can’t seem to find what you’re looking for in the so called ‘Land of Dreams’. So the proposal is simple really… let him spoil you with money, jewelry and clothes while in return, you stay by his side. . .

— not yet in theatres . . .

MR AND MRS KANG ☆ | KYS

TROPE: marriage!au, established relationship, spy!au, assasin!au

TAGS: nsfw, smut, fluff, ANGST, crack

WHO WOULD’VE THOUGHT picture perfect suburban neighbourhood couple, Mr. and Mrs. Kang would be at each others necks trying to kill each other first. You’ve both come this far in your marriage while hiding your secret identities, but it looks like only one person can remain standing. I guess you both did promise “in sickness and in health”. . .

— not yet in theatres . . .

ROMAN HOLIDAY ☆ | CS

TROPE: royalty!au, princess!reader x reporter!san, strangers to lovers!

TAGS: nsfw, smut, fluff, angst

AS CROWN PRINCESS, you’re on a tightly scheduled tour of European capital cities. But after an especially rough day in Rome, you sneak out of the embassy to explore the so called Eternal City, running into no other than celebrity news reporter, Choi San, looking out for his next big royal scandal. . .

— not yet in theatres . . .

10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU ☆ | SMG

TROPE: college!au, stoner!mingi, enemies to lovers!au, fakedating(?)au, y2k aesthetic

TAGS: nsfw, smut, fluff, angst, crack, slice of life

YOUR YOUNGER BROTHER Wooyoung is desperate in getting you, his older sister in college, to date so that he can finally date in highschool. The options for potential candidates are scarce, considering men flock away like birds the second you’re near. Good thing campus stoner and weirdo, Song Mingi is the same as well. . .

— not yet in theatres . . .

HOW TO LOSE A GUY IN 10 DAYS ☆ | JWY

TROPE: fashioncolumnist!reader x advertiser!wooyoung, y2k aesthetic, fake dating(?)au, enemies to lovers!au, mutual pining

TAGS: nsfw, smut, fluff, angst, crack, slice of life

LISTEN, IF IT MEANS getting a promotion at your editorial company as a news journalist instead of pop culture and lifestyle columnist, you’d do anything. And that includes pretending to be the most annoying and clingiest girlfriend to some guy for 10 whole days. But just so you know, Wooyoung likes clingy. . .

— not yet in theatres . . .

ROMEO & JULIET ☆ | CJH

TROPE: unrequited love, star crossed lovers!au, mutual pining, secret romance (shakespeare be rolling in his grave rn)

TAGS: nsfw, smut, fluff, ANGST

FOR CENTURIES, a plague of hatred and hostility had been present in the relations between the House of Choi and your own. You know you can’t be together, but yet why do you keep catching that dark haired boy staring at you longingly? And why do you want him just as bad?. . .

— not yet in theatres . . .

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