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'Ok guys, everybody can calm down now, I have arrived!' Kibum declared, clapping his hands and striding through the dressing rooms.

The bright backstage lights reflected off the rows of mirrors and racks hung with items of different colours and styles. The bustle and panic of backstage gave Kibum a buzz and he couldn't help grinning as he shrugged off his long black felted coat handing it carefully to an assistant with a flashing and beeping headset.

'Kibum! Key!' Kibum turned, searching through the running makeup artists and models standing like statues while they were fawned over.

'Kibum, darling!' He finally caught the eye of his assistant Yuna, all 5 foot 4 inches of her struggling to push past the ridiculously tall models in their lethal heels.

'Kibum, glad you’re here!' She squealed jumping up to kiss him on both cheeks, then flicking through the multiple pages of her clipboard.

'Glad I'm here too Yuna, now update me, we don't have long till show time' He instructed, gesturing for them to continue walking.

'Yes, Hair and makeup is finished on collection 1,3 and 4. There are a few fixture jobs still happening but-' Yuna paused, pressing a button on her headset 'I'm being reassured that they are under control.' Kibum nodded along, enthusiastic for the show to start. He'd worked so long and hard on this new summer collection, spending hours designing and creating till the early morning most days, he was excited for the reception it would receive.

'Sounds wonderful Yuna, but what about the musical acts?' Kibum asked, slightly more nervous about this aspect of the show, he wasn't used to dealing with wayward singers as well as models.

'Oh yes! Well Amber is all warmed up, she has prepared her opening number and we made sure she was kitted out in number 3 from collection 5. Thought the style and colour suited her well-'

'Yuna, darling, you're rambling a tad, what about the other? What's his name again?'

'Ah yes, Jonghyun? He's running late I'm afraid, should be here within the next ten minutes-'

Kibum raised his eyebrows at Yuna. 'Well that just won't do, we barely have ten minutes- one moment hun' Kibum muttered getting distracted by a model caught up in her complicated lace dress from collection 2.

Kibum crouched tugging down the white material and positioning the lace collar before turning to the neighboring model fixing her bleached hair as she continued to look blankly ahead. Happy with the few adjustments he managed to make to some of his more prized designs he turned back to Yuna. Yuna looked up from where she'd been furiously muttering into her headpiece, scribbling on her clipboard.

'Ok, the show is about to start Key'

'Wonderful darling thank you' He beamed, kissing both her cheeks before striding off in the direction of the stage entrance.

He walked down the line of awaiting male and female models all dressed up in gold’s and silvers, bowing their heads respectfully as he gave them last minute encouragements. He just about managed a hug with Amber before the stage managers were encouraging her onto the stage. She beamed at Key, offering him a salute before walking out onto the stage, mic at the ready.

And so it begins.

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Collection 1 was running smoothly, Amber was singing wonderfully as usual, dressed up smartly in some top of the range 'Kim Key' clothing. Kibum could hear every flash of the photographers and the 'coos' of the audience as they viewed each immaculate item. He felt at ease, no longer feeling butterflies but a hum of satisfaction after hearing the claps of the audience as his models worked it like crazy.

'Mr Kim, psst-' A backstage tech support whispered to him from his position side stage.

'Jonghyun's here, Room 3, in case you needed to know'

'Thank you' He bowed his head in her direction as he headed backstage again to the bigger dressing rooms buried deeper in the establishment of the evening. He came up to Room 3, from outside Key could already hear the deep bass voice warming up for his set.

Jonghyun.

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'God we are late, we are so late' Jonghyun muttered, running alongside his manager as they made it through the crowds of fans backstage and finally into the building. Laminated passes were flashed at security guards as Jonghyun was shoved back stage and into a spacious dressing room. He blinked at the bright lights flashing off the huge mirrors and cringed at the array of makeup utensils/ torture devices that lay in front of them.

'Get yourself warmed up, you're on stage in 20 minutes' Is all he heard before his manager dashed off to make tech support aware of his arrival.

Jonghyun shrugged slightly, removing his coat and draping it over a plush chair that lay in front of one of the mirrors. Glancing in the mirrors he briefly messed with his hair, leaving it at an 'it'll do' before taking favour in warming up his voice. Jonghyun didn't care much for his appearance, never had, after all it was his voice that people really wanted and appreciated, ironic really. I mean he was at a fashion show, for heaven’s sake. And what was he wearing? A plain t-shirt and dark pants. Sure the outfit fit him nicely, the shirt loose and pants tight but comfortable, but it wasn't anything fancy. It wasn't a match for Kim Kibum.

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'Hello there, you must be Jonghyun-' Key started but paused after properly stepping into the dressing room.

'Oh no, this will not do' He tutted giving the man in front of him a once over from head to toe. Why was this man, this supposed professional singer, wearing such plain clothing? Oh no this will not do, it's simply not Kim Kibum approved.

'Huh?' Jonghyun asked, glancing down at his own body confused, was there a problem?

Before he even knew what was happening a pair of hands was at his chest, undoing the buttons of his shirt.

'Yah! Stop, what are you doing, are you crazy?' He yelped trying to push off the fashion designer.

'You are NOT going on stage at MY fashion show dressed like this, now strip!' Kibum demanded, reaching again for the buttons.

'Stop, we don't have time anyway-'

'There is always time for fashion darling-' And without a second to spare Key was ripping the shirt, buttons popping off, he smiled satisfied.

'Oh my god' Jonghyun barely whispered, blushing furiously whilst clutching his ripped shirt to his chest.

'There's no need to be shy, c'mon, shirt off we are getting you changed pronto' Key couldn't help but laugh at the singer being so self conscious. He also couldn't help but note that there was really NO reason for the singer to even be self conscious, he was quite gorgeous after all. Key hummed in appreciation, raising his eyebrow and smiling. Turning on his heels, he rummaging through the nearest rack and grabbed the best items he could find before ing it at a still blushing Jonghyun.

'-I..I-' He started looking at the fancy items. '-I'm really no model, I can’t wear those-'

'Nonsense! Anybody can wear these well, now are you gonna be a big boy and dress yourself or will I have to force you into this? Hmm?' Kibum couldn't help but tease Jonghyun as he managed to turn a shade darker still, before reluctantly handing over his ripped shirt and reaching for the new items.

Suddenly, the door to the room was thrown back with a loud thump against the wall.

'Jonghyun you're, oh...' The tech support stuttered taking in the odd situation in front of her. A shirtless and very red Jonghyun standing there whilst Key held the remains of his shirt. 'Umm I... you're on in 5 I mean umm like 7 minutes?' She squeaked it out like a question before hurriedly rushing back out, slamming the door by accident in her rush.

Kibum raised a hand to his mouth giggling at the shy girls reaction, Jonghyun remained blushing and quite mortified.

'Oh that is so much better-' Kibum nodded surveying Jonghyun once he was all dressed. '- Oh yes, say, why aren't you a model darling?' Kibum questioned, running a hand across the creases on the shoulder of Jonghyun's suit jacket.

'I'm not much of a poser, I don't care about that, I just want to sing. Not dress up in painfully expensive clothing like this...' Jonghyun spoke carefully, avoiding the designers piercing gaze.

'Well Jonghyun-' Key held Jonghyun's face up with a delicate hand, smiling sweetly '-we will see about that'

Jonghyun gulped as he watched Key leave the dressing room, what had he gotten himself into...