New York Fashion Week. This was what you had been working
toward for the majority of your career – the ability to capture the beautiful,
intricate, innovative designs of the world’s best, most-recognized and
up-and-comers in the industry. It was just a total bonus that your girlfriend –
YOUR FUCKING GIRLFRIEND – Jennifer Jareau was going to be walking numerous
shows you’d be covering.
While JJ was walking for Prentiss, Christian Siriano, Nina
Tiari and Balenciaga, you were covering three of those, Prentiss, Balenciaga
and Nina Tiari, as well as Alvez, where JJ’s model friend, Spencer Reid, was
walking. It was going to be a very interesting array of designs this year, and
you couldn’t have been more excited at the possibilities – the fabrics, the
embellishments, the innovative designs. It was all so electrifying.
In the two weeks or so since you’d started dating, the two of you spent nearly
every day texting each other between work and sleep. So far, she’d only picked you up at your
apartment, but you’d already made plans for after Fashion Week was over to go
to her place and sunbathe poolside.
JJ’s first show was Christian Siriano – the only one of hers
you weren’t covering.
Y/N: Hey Babe. You know what outfits you’re wearing?
JJ: Yes! I love the first one. It’s this black dress with a
deep vee and an asymmetrical hemline. The material sparkles, but it’s not
overpowering at all. I love it. I think you’d like it.
Y/N: For myself, or on you? Because you look dynamite in
Who used the word dynamite anymore? Good thing JJ didn’t
JJ: You can’t see me, but I’m blushing. My second outfit is
a floor-length black gown. It’s not full-on mermaid, more like an easy mermaid
fit with a cape flowing backward. The underside of the cape and the straps are
blue satin. I also love it. And the last is a mini dress and gladiator heels.
It’s very brightly colored. Not necessarily my personal style, but I do like
it. I’ve gotta go. See you later! <3
As you put your phone back in your pocket, you blushed like
a schoolgirl. She was going to kill it, and while you were sad you couldn’t see
her there, you would be able to see her at the other three shows she was
Later that day, she was able to attend Alvez’s show, where
her friend Spencer was walking. You hadn’t done a lot of work in men’s fashion,
but after Alvez, you’d be talking to Blake about expanding your portfolio. Alvez
was known for his bespoke suits, tailored perfectly to each and every man. His
spring and summer collection was filled with deep navy blues, heather grays and
whites that popped because of the tailored and streamlined nature of his
jackets and pants; it was all very contemporary. A particular favorite of yours
was one that Spencer was wearing – a black granite textured wool jacket with a
black silk scarf and matching mohair trousers.
By the time the Alvez show was over, the designer came out
in one of his suits. The blue he wore made his eyes and smile pop. As his
models joined him on the runway at the end of the show, you noticed a shared
look between Alvez and Spencer – it was much like the look you gave JJ. You
would never say anything because it wasn’t your place, but you would bet money
on the fact that they were dating.
“Babe!” After running through your pictures, extremely happy with what
you’d managed to capture, you met up with JJ, who was planning to meet Spencer
“Y/N!” She kissed you on the cheek as you came over. Your
relationship had flown under the radar so far and you wanted to see how long
you could make that last, which meant very limited PDA. “Do you want to meet
Spencer and Alvez?”
“Absolutely!” The fashion industry in general was busy and
exhilarating, but Fashion Week was on a whole other level. Heading backstage
took more than a few minutes as JJ kept getting stopped by other industry
acquaintances, but finally, you both used Derek’s passes to gain entry
backstage to meet up with Spencer.
“Spencer!” JJ called out, approaching his area backstage.
“Your best friend is here!”
“You don’t sound like Aaron!” He started laughing as he was
getting changed. Aaron was apparently Aaron Hotchner, Spencer’s agent, and one
of the best in the business. He’d gotten Spencer everything he wanted to walk
in this year, which was rare. While he and Aaron were great friends, he’d
probably consider JJ his best friend, but it was always fun to torture her a
When he emerged, he was no longer where a bespoke suit, but
rather a comfortable pair of jeans, a graphic t-shirt with roses on it, and a
black blazer; his staple kind of outfit. His hair was a mess, but it also
worked on him. As he wrapped his arms around JJ, his eyes met yours. “You must
be Y/N.” You stretched out your hand and introduced yourself, but only managed
to introduce yourself; you’d forgotten, but Spencer took time to warm up to
handshaking or touching people he didn’t know.
“So nice to meet you,” you said. “JJ talks about you all the
Spencer smiled wide, leaning over into JJ and giving her a
kiss on the cheek. “That’s because she’s in love with me you know.”
JJ rolled her eyes and linked her arm in Spencer’s.
“According to the tabloids that is.”
Spencer was aware that JJ had told you about his sexuality.
You swore, and you’d keep the promise, that you’d never reveal a thing. “Little
do they know,” Spencer replied. They’d started walking to where you didn’t
know, but you followed behind and were eventually introduced to Alvez. “Luke
Alvez,” you said. “My name is Y/N
“I heard you were covering my show. You don’t normally cover
men’s fashion, do you?” His smile was equally as enchanting as Spencer’s. They
shared occasional glances. Both blushed lightly. And you noticed Spencer’s hand
on Luke’s back for a moment or two. Considering him and touch, you wondered
again whether the two were dating.
Not your place, but they would make an adorable couple. “No,
but after this, I’ll be sure to request more work in men’s fashion. Your suits
are absolutely spectacular, Mr. Alvez.”
“Please, call me Luke. JJ, it’s nice to meet you too.
Spencer’s told me about you. If I ever decide to venture into women’s fashion,
I’ll make sure I call you first.”
“Thank you so much. Do you have anything else planned this
Luke smiled. “I do have entry into the Marchesa show, but
other that, I am officially off for the next week.”
“What about you Spencer?” You asked, turning to the side and
looking up. Granted, models tended to be tall, but as a shorty, it was
mindboggling to be walking amongst a sea of tall people. His cheekbones were
staring you in the face. Maybe you could do a shoot with him sometime. Like JJ,
his confidence and shine seemed like they’d be able to sell anything. “Anything
else going on this week?”
“I’m also working for Hermes and Armani, and then I’m going
to Marchesa also. After that, I’m off too for a few days. With all the
traveling I’ve been doing lately, it’s going to be nice to rest for a few
days.” If they were in fact dating, you wanted to double date at some point.
“Jayge, where are you walking next?” He asked.
“Prentiss. So looking forward to it. Gorgeous designs,
You smiled to yourself. She thought Prentiss was pretty.
Prentiss was absolutely stunning. If it weren’t for the fact that she was older
than models tended to be, she could absolutely be one. You were going to have
to tease JJ about that later.
“Okay, so we are going to go to dinner the four of us after
this week is over?” JJ asked, ensuring she had your plans right. You’d been off
in another world, thinking about JJ and Prentiss being gorgeous, but you were
going to get that double date – though it was unofficial.
“Definitely.” Both Spencer and Luke agreed.
Closing the space between them, JJ wrapped her arms around
Spencer again and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “We both have to get going. Y/N
is covering Prentiss also and I’m walking tonight, so we’ve gotta go. We’ll see
you at Hermes, because we are going to that, but good luck tomorrow with
Armani. Not that you’ll need it, gorgeous.”
Spencer replied in kind, telling her to break a leg at the
Prentiss show. “Love you. See you in a couple days.”
As you left Spencer and Luke behind, you leaned in close to
JJ. “Looking forward to the Prentiss show?”
“Absolutely. I hope my comment about gorgeous designer
didn’t hit a nerve or anything.” She looked worried, like maybe she’d offended
you, but just because you were in a relationship with someone didn’t mean that
your ability to find someone else physically attractive went away; all that
mattered was staying faithful to whatever boundaries you’d discussed.
Vehemently, you shook your head. “Not at all, JJ. Prentiss
is stunning. She should be a model herself. The ageism in the industry is
“Truth. That’s why I love Christian.” Siriano was known for
using models of all shapes and sizes. He insisted that anyone not willing to
cloth anyone above a size six was just lazy and uncreative. He was a favorite
of yours as well.
JJ’s driver ushered you over to where the Prentiss show was
taking place. Once inside, you both caught a glimpse of Emily Prentiss; she was
wearing one of her own designs – an absolutely kickass satin black and blue diagonally
stripped pantsuit. “God, she can wear a pantsuit,” JJ said.
“Damn straight! Ready to kick ass again, JJ?” Your smile
made her blush. Pulling out her phone she started to walk away. You could tell
she wanted to kiss you, but you were still trying to fly under the radar.
“Always, Y/N. See you after?”
You nodded and went in the opposite direction to get ready
yourself. Two seconds later your phone buzzed.
JJ: I couldn’t kiss you, so KISSES. I’m really looking
forward to getting some real one-on-one time after this week.
How had this become your life? You’d achieved your dream;
you were a photographer at some of the edgiest, inventive designers around and
next week, you’d been lounging poolside with your beautiful model girlfriend.
Nothing could break your stride.
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