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Music Gala
Jan. 28th, 2024 08:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
whrrenahThe one thing Kim couldn't avoid was the Music Gala Awards. Luckily, Anurak was six months old at the time and Kim had more than healed from his 'father's funeral.' Which meant that they needed to prepare for this new shing ding and public appearance. Setting up child care for that evening wasn't terribly difficult, nor was finding appropriate clothing to match the dress codes. Wren was still sporting some baby weight which she didn't care about but knew it was likely the media would go apeshit over.
Choosing something along the lines of lilac and with a shawl for her shoulders, her go-to for jewelry were the gold pearl set, and her hair was done up in ringlets. Both of their phones would be on only for the nanny who was watching the baby, their room securely watched by others they trusted. Kim was supposed to sing a number on stage so he was already decked out in the appropriate attire and Wren could only smile and shake her head. "Any more feathers and you'll go airborne in the stiff breeze," she teased, brushing one of the whispy feathers away from his face. "You look handsome in anything, though. Or nothing at all." The song was going to be a cover and a subtle message to his fans that WiK's heart had been secured by someone else. He could play the part of a 'what if,' but no more than that. Which meant Wren had to be decked out with a mic, too. She had never sung in front of an audience like this and rehearsals had been a test of her patience and Anu's patience as well. Hell, there were times she sang and worked the choreography with the baby on her hip, one arm secure around him through the entire process.
But regardless of what she felt in terms of nerves, she was ready to show the world who her man was and how much she adored him.
Choosing something along the lines of lilac and with a shawl for her shoulders, her go-to for jewelry were the gold pearl set, and her hair was done up in ringlets. Both of their phones would be on only for the nanny who was watching the baby, their room securely watched by others they trusted. Kim was supposed to sing a number on stage so he was already decked out in the appropriate attire and Wren could only smile and shake her head. "Any more feathers and you'll go airborne in the stiff breeze," she teased, brushing one of the whispy feathers away from his face. "You look handsome in anything, though. Or nothing at all." The song was going to be a cover and a subtle message to his fans that WiK's heart had been secured by someone else. He could play the part of a 'what if,' but no more than that. Which meant Wren had to be decked out with a mic, too. She had never sung in front of an audience like this and rehearsals had been a test of her patience and Anu's patience as well. Hell, there were times she sang and worked the choreography with the baby on her hip, one arm secure around him through the entire process.
But regardless of what she felt in terms of nerves, she was ready to show the world who her man was and how much she adored him.
