the model

that was unexpected

Sitting in the office, gulf started to take deep breaths has the photographer had left him alone to develop the film.
Gulf flexed his jaw to then bounce his leg, he was becoming very nervous.
Shit, shit, shit! What is on that camera! God damnit mew! Damn myself! I allowed myself to get carried away and this is what happens!
Fuck what is on that camera! Mew and I.....oh god are we, being in the act..... On the....
Gulf bend forward to place his hands to either side of his head, he started to feel sick.
Shit, shit, shit, I am so fired! I am  going to have to find another job! I am going to have to explain this to my sister, my.... Parents! Shit! They don't even know I'm gay... Well bi....ugh! I don't even know anymore!
Damn you mew! You are getting me all confused! That's it were over, once I'm fired I'm going to....
Snapping up, he then turned his head to breathe heavily has the photographer came in, he had his head down caring the pictures to look upon them. Gulf eyed them to gulp, he then watched the photographer close the door to then go to the desk to sit, to then start spreading them about.
Gulf took a very long deep breathe, his foot started to shake, but he kept his composure well.
The photographer laid them on down, to then place his hands under his chin to look at each and every one of them.
"These..... Are very good and impressive, even for someone of your age, I'm guessing you played with the camera? Or did someone shoot these? Whoever did, they have a talent too, everything is very much in focus."
Gulf shuttered a bit.
The photographer looked up with a smile.
"So.... Who shot these?"
Gulfs eyes darted.
Don't you know? I'm sure those pictures are of us in the.....
The photographer lightly chuckled.
"Mr. Fentrir, you don't have to be all nervous now, you took really great photos, think you can become a model with this company."
Gulfs eyes widen, he couldn't help it, he then stood to go to the desk to look upon them, he breathed out in relief.
They were only of him in that fake flower bed, they did picture any with him and mew while they were having sex.
The photographer tilted his head to the side to eye gulf.
"So.....mr. fentrir would you like to be a model with us? You really have something, also who took the pictures, think they can become a photographer here has well."
Gulf slowly brought his eyes up to part his lips in surprise.
"A..... Model?"
The photographer nodded.
To a shoot, a photographer lowered there camera to shake there head.
"Mr. Suptra, you need to concentrate, I told you we need a different pose."
Mew kept his head looking at the office in worry, gulf and the photographer had been in there for a long time, his eyes widen has they step out to look at the other, gulf then nodded to then go about, he kept his head hung has he went to the locker room.
Mew followed his his eyes and head, to then go to the photographer.
"Mm, I need a break."
Mew then went to the locker room not really giving the photographer a chance to say yes or no.
Gulf was before his locker with his forehead to it feeling the cold metal, it helped.
Mew then walked right behind him, to eye.
"Gulfy?"
Gulf signed and loud.
"Mr. Fentrir!" He said through gritted teeth.
Mew made a face, he then slowly brought his hand to his upper shoulder, gulf shrugged it off.
Mew took a deep breathe in.
"What.... What happened gulf?"
Gulf shook his head a bit.
"Your an.asshole that's what happened! Ugh.... You apperently will be offered a position to be a photographer if you want it"
Mews eyes widen.
"What? Um gulf..... What about you, what happened in...."
Gulf turned to lay his body to the locker to look at mew with narrowed eyes.
"Mm, you can become a cameraman if you wish, and don't worry about me, that is no longer of your concern, whatever was happening between us, is done! Over! Because of you they....."
Gulf shook his head.
He then went about mew, for him to turn to wrap his arms about, gulf struggled.
"Mr. Suptra! We are at work, the door is slightly opened get off! Your Antics have caused enough trouble!" He hissed.
Mew shook his head.
"No....I won't let go..... Tell me what is happening? What was in the camera? Did they fire you and offer me that position? I won't take it, if they fired you I'll quit, I'm so sorry gulf, I just wanted to show you, how exquisite you really are, I'm sorry, so very sorry! Please don't break up with me!" Mew turned his head to weep.
Gulf hung his head to ball his hands into fists at either side of his body.
"We are not even going out for us to break up! And....."
Gulf gritted his teeth has mew held onto him tighter.
"Gulf please.... I'm sorry.... So very sorry, please don't....."
"Mr suptra! We are at work! I'm not fired, not yet! However this way I will be! Let go!" He hissed again.
"No! I won't! Not until you tell me we are not over! I.....I lo....."
Gulf shook his head.
"Don't! Don't you fucking say it! You need to let go!"
Mew took a deep breathe to turn his head forward eyes peered to the side.
"Only if you tell me we are not done."
Gulf signed.
"Let go!"
Mew signed heavily to then let him go. Gulf shuffeled out to take a few steps forward head hung.
Mew looked over his back.
"Gulf please....."
He shook his head.
"It's mr. Fentrir! All of this.... You have caused enough trouble for me mr. Suptra! I am going home and you and I.....ugh.....I need to be alone!"
Gulf then went forth to then slam the door behind him, mew jumped a bit to look down, he was very distraught and saddened.
Taking a deep breathe he had to go and shoot more pictures, once out, mew watched gulf leave, he then went to the photographer he talked to.
He widened his eyes.
"I saw the pictures you took, they are very impressive, would you like to further that skill here? You can be a model and a photographer, your choice."
Mew shrugged.
"Um.... The reason I'm here, I was wondering on what you and gu...... Um mr. Fentrir talked about."
"Well, first I didn't know you two were friends, didn't know you helped him sometimes after work, thank you for that, I offered a position to be a model, it's better pay has you know, but he turned it down. However, he wanted me to talk to you about the photographer position....."
Has the photographer kept talking, mew turned his head to the front door.
Is that why..... You are mad gulf? I know how you feel about models..... Now to be offered a position to be one.....
Mew took a deep breathe, he was not going to leave gulf alone, they needed to talk about this. He looked back to let the photographer finish, mew couldn't wait until after work, he was going to Gulfs place rather he wanted him there or not.