Of Jimmy Choo's and Runaways
Of Jimmy Choo's and Runaways
Title: Of Jimmy Choo's and Runaways
Characters Line-Up
Pairing:(girl!Taemin/Minho)+(girl!Taemin/Jonghyun)+(girl!Key/Onew)
Disclaimer:I only own this story.
Summary:A story of branded fetish,brainless models and finding where you belong.
A/n: Just an idea I had for a long time,this is a cross-post from AFF
Chapter 1: Of past and present
New York
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She woke up in the early hours for the foremost time on a weekend morning. 6.00a.m.Usually in this point of the weekend, she is still comfortable snuggled up, head against her fluffy feather pillows beneath the soft covering of her pure white linen cloth. It was a dream. A rather strange, peculiar dream disturbed her from continuing her slumber. It was a vivid visual of her young self and a young boy she recognised as her childhood friend; they were sealing a promise with the ever so famous pinkie promise. She went for a run around the Central Park taking her mind off that perplexity.
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She unknowingly smiled as she sipped her daily ratio of coffee, standing on the edge of her spacious bedroom French panel clad in the faint smell of perspiration, overlooking the traffic outside reminiscing the childhood days she spent at her father’s native land, South Korea, looking back how far and how fast time had moved and how things had changed. Yesterday, she was a young girl with bouncing ponytails picking flowers from her mother’s garden, slapping a red lipstick, trying on high heels to be praised by her childhood friend who his name she had forgotten. Today, she is one of the leading supermodels, her salary skyrocketed 2 million for an advertisement or a fashion show, and she is also pursuing her lifetime dream; being a Julliard student. It’s been 10 years, and counting since the day she departed from Incheon Airport to build a new life in New York, in the mean of her father expanding their ever so large business. As soon the aeroplane landed on JFK, she was no longer Lee Taeyeon, she was indeed Tara Lee. She soon acquainted with Jared and Key once they met in a family gathering. 5 years later, her parents died in a tragic plane crash leaving her still raw at the age of 15.Her brother, Lee Jinki or better known as Drew Lee in the States, who just few days away from his graduation, raised his arm and took responsibility chivalrous: at the young age of 18, Jinki was juggling his studies in Harvard Business School, attending Annual General Meeting of Lee Corp. and taking care of his young sister. If there was one person she hails the most in her lifetime, it would be him, who struggled and missed the tip of his teenage years with unbearable responsibility. Even so, he was strict, stricter than their late father, he insisted and made plan as soon as she graduates from her high school, her career path was all set up in Lee Corp. Being the rebellious young girl she was and befriending New York socialite daughter, Kim Gwiboon a.k.a Keysha doesn’t really help the fact for her to be an obedient young girl role she effectively played for the past years of her life. There’s always this one moment in your life, the life changing moment. Maybe her lucky star that day, that auspicious day, as she was walking down 5th Avenue, she was approached by an agency. She was delighted, happy and possibly she felt all the synonyms of happiness and dream comes true, she was then asked to attend the audition a week later. Her brother refused, rejected her dream.With eyes filled with determination and floods of encouragement from her best friends, she ran away from their New York townhouse to the confine of her best guy friend Kim Jonghyun also known as Jared, because she knows her brother who is certainly 100% crushing on Key, will go to her house first and will think thrice to go to Jared’s house. At the day of audition, of course she passed with flying colours; her celebration was faltered with the sudden appearance of her brother, pulling her ears red, dragging her back home. Well, of course she got nagged by her brother at a triple fold since her brother is also her father, her mother and not to forget the established role as her conceited brother. With a fair share of tears and backing up from her best friends, her brother felt he had been too strict towards her and decided her dream should be pursued. She couldn’t thank enough for having an understanding brother and supportive best friends next to her side. She laughed remembering how much a troublemaker she is towards her brother, a spoilt brat undeniably.
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It was a bumpy ride at first, studying and the pillage of clashing schedules. But, she made it anyhow graduating as a valedictorian, mentioning her late parents who she believed all these times are her guardian angels who are watching on every steps of their precious cherub, her protective brother and of course her precious friends but she forgets that one name, that one small boy with jet black hair, big black eyes with adorning smile. She didn’t mention him, she didn’t remember him. When she was delivering the speech on her graduation day, she felt a big hole in her heart, she didn’t thank someone. Never once she remembered that person after she left Korea, not even the small, childish promise they made when they were young. They shared their dream just like 10 years old would do. He wanted to paint the world with colours and she wanted to dance gracefully just like Swan Lake. They promised to never forget each other. Perhaps, that’s why that promise haunted her. As far as she remembered, she never hurt anyone with her words, well except a certain person but that’s a totally different case, never once felt high and mighty and acted diva. Then,why?
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Feeling rather tired with her confusion, she moved away from the metropolis contemplation, taking a warm, relaxing shower to prepare herself for the day. Lathering her soft skin in the revitalising after effect of Moringa Shower Gel by The Body Shop surely awaken her body cells, making her blooming like a flower on a lazy weekend day. Pairing up her J-Crew sequin strip tank, a Marc Jacobs knit jacket, a fitting denim jean and a pair of black crepe tall boots, she is ready to go with a whiff of Lancome Magic Noire and a minimal make up with her wavy strawberry blonde hair tied into a ponytail. She was stopped on her track when her I-phone was screaming First Kiss by Kesha .”Taeyeon-ah, let’s have breakfast together today. It’s been awhile.”Gwiboon literally screamed from the other side of the hand phone. Only few who had a privilege to call her Taeyeon, only those who were a close acquaintance. Others called her Tara, a name her American mother left her with.”Yep, coming in a few. Is Dino coming?”She asked with her I-phone leaning against her ear, her hands skilfully folding her ballet tutu , her leotard ,workout top and her ballet pointe shoes ,putting the pile into her white Adidas Stella Mccartney dance bag.”Nope, he’s busy preparing for his album release tonight. Why,do you miss him?”Key answered back sarcastically. The trio rarely find time to hang out with each other these days. Key is now a successful fashion designer alongside being Jinki’s girlfriend (Which is already a tough job), Jjong is climbing on the chart with his hand-written songs and his gifted voice.”C’mon, do we have to talk about this early in the morning?”She argued back, she hated the way everybody and yes everybody is matchmaking her with Jjong. Before hearing Key’s answer she quickly ended the call. Grabbing her Porcshe Cayenne keys, covering her brown orbs with a Gucci she is on her way out.
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“Morning.” She swiftly greeted Key before taking a seat in front of her, at their usual breakfast spot; Starbucks. Key who was sipping her coffee elegantly raised an eyebrow observing Taeyeon from head to toe. Taeyeon who was uncomfortable with the attention she is getting quickly questioned Key.”Is something wrong with me?” “Nope, not really. You just look troubled. And, trust me trouble is not a good colour on you.”Key commented while folding her legs coyly.”Yeah, kinda.”She answered back eyeing her usual a cup of cappuccino and chocolate chip muffins. She was about to gobble down the muffins when Key stopped her.”Spill, what’s wrong.”Key frantically asked, as usual her instincts get the better of her. Before Taeyeon could even open her mouth, her I-phone rang. She quickly muttered sorry and turned away from Key for privacy.
“Hey,Princess.”
“Quit joking around,whaddya want?
“I just love it when you know I need a favour.”
“Jjong!”
“Be my date for tonight.”
“Is that a statement or a question?”
“Is an order from me and you having to obey it.”
“I’ll think about it.”
“Taeyeonnie-ah,you wanna make puppy sad?”
“Quit with the aegyo,besides you’re a dino not a puppy.”
“So,are you coming?”
“Let’s see.”
Taeyeon ended the call with a smile still plastered on her face. She turned around to be greeted by a smirking Key.”No,no, you’re getting the wrong idea.”Taeyeon explained hands folded into an akimbo.”Yeah right, care to elaborate why Dino sent a message to me saying that I have to beg you to become his date tonight.”Key answered back with eyes reading Taeyeon’s unaltered expression.”Fine! I’ll be his date. If that would make he stops his whining.”Taeyeon resolved as a message from Jonghyun entered her phone.”That’s my Taeyeon!”Key exclaimed cheerfully.”We should buy a new dress for you honey.”Key cheerfully clapped her hands welcoming attention to their table.”Sorry, can’t go shopping today. Got practice.”Taeyeon muttered ,slowly sipping her warm cappuccino.”Everybody knows you’re better than that girl, besides she’s only the supporting counterparts.”Key said rolling her eyes as the image of a bitchy Jessica came to her mind. Taeyeon nodded in approval.”Anyhow, I don’t want to ruin my morning talking of her. So, tell me about your trouble.”Key asked. The thing with Key is, she never forget an important thing even though she got distracted.”I got this weird dream, me being a 10 year old girl pinkie promising with a boy.”Taeyeon explained, in the back of her mind the image is playing like a movie.”I think that boy is your childhood friend that you’ve talked to me before. What was his name? Min something, ho something?”Key scratched her head in confusion trying to recall the name. “Minho, as far as I remember.”Taeyeon replied with a worried expression, her heart was suddenly filled in with warmth as she silently repeated the name in her head.”Let’s just assume it’s just because of your stress. Anyway, hun, I need to go to my boutique now, and I’ll pick out a dress for you. Which designer you feel like wearing tonight?”Key asked being the fashionable diva she is.”Zac Posen .You has my penthouse keys.”Taeyeon simply replied, she stood up and hugged Key who before Key stepped out of Starbucks donning her Gucci sunglasses.'
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Few minutes later she followed suit covering her eyes with Gucci and went out of Starbucks to be invited by blinding lights of paparazzi following her, which attracted public attention. It took her for awhile as of moving away from the small crowd. After countless amounts of pictures, and papers to autograph on, she excused herself politely. It’s hard being famous, no privacy at all,but this is the path she had taken when she signed the contract few years back. She rapidly entered her Cayenne and drove off to Juiliard.
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One.Two. Saut de basque.Twirl Manages.Pas de chat. Fin. She disconnected the earphones of her I-pod from her ears feeling exhausted. She had been practicing for the past one hour. Making sure every little detail is perfect, more than perfect. Even though Swan Lake is a month away from now, she wanted to be the ideal Odette, portraying a mime during her performance. She inhaled and exhaled for required oxygen. When she twirled, she felt she have fluttering wings behind her taking her over the gravitational pull, crafting her to soar on the blue sky. She felt content every time her pointe ballet shoes covered feet starting to move on its own as if it had its own mind.Loud cheering and a cynical clap takes her back to the ground.”Tara,Tara,Tara. Even if you practice,I’m still better than you. Just because you’re Odette and I’m Odile. They just took you as lead for the ticket sales.”Jessica said mockingly, straining Taeyeon’s nerves.”I’m the lead and you’re not as simple as that. Plus, you’re the dean’s daughter, why aren’t you the lead, I wonder?”Taeyeon answered with smirk and quickly rises and grabbed her things and moved away from the practice room, can’t bear to have a word fight with that scornful girl.
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Paris
“Monsieur,le dîner est servi. “
(Master, dinner is served.)
“Merci.Je suis à venir.
(Thank you.I’m coming.)
He was in his painting room finishing yet another piece of art. Spending time drawing the facade of Tara Lee, the famous supermodel, who he still remembered until today. His first encounter of love which he prayed will also be his last. Her portraits filled his painting room. From the refinement of her fine pair of brown orbs, to the streaks of her natural wavy brown hair, the way her eyes light up as her lips curved a smile. His paintings of her were as authentic as reality. He is now a student at École nationale des beaux-arts de Lyon, majoring in fine art and oil painting. Everything come with a price, even though he is studying what he always wanted, he still have to learn the nook and crooks of his family business. He couldn’t care less. As long he could happily graduate as an artist. Because he remembered the promise he made with her, he wanted to paint the world with colours whereas she wanted to dance gracefully like Swan Lake. They are now in fact one step closer to their dream, perchance one step closer to be reunited.
How was it? Good or bad? Should I just quit this and stick to posting it at AFF only ,well I'm already ahead of few chaps at AFF, ?