Camera Doesn't Lie. (boyxboy)

Chapter IX.

Click!

Click!

Uncomfortably, Nathan moved to another pose. The clothes—especially his pants—tightened too much when he moved.

'Nope…' Zane thought, mentally noting to strike out this frame later when he reviewed them.

Nathan had been charting up a streak of poor poses and artificial expressions. This had to stop.

Zane strummed the top of his camera with his fingers. His brows knitted together in thought.

'There's something wrong here….' He thought to himself. The photographer placed a finger to his cheek in thought.

'Oh,' Zane realized.

"Hey, shorty!"

"Yeah?" Nathan answered.

"Why do you look so angry?"

Nathan scowled, "Well… maybe it's because I was blackmailed into doing this photo shoot?"

"Hmmmm…." The photographer thought for a while. "Why don't you try being cute for once? If you keep glaring at the camera like that your face will freeze that way."

Nathan had never tried the cute persona before; that was more Nick's look.

"I don't do 'cute,'" the blonde said crossing his arms.

"Why not? You watch over your brother all the time. Why don't you try doing what he would do—No wait. Never mind…" Zane thought again. "I don't want you to be like Nick…"

"Then what do you want me to do?"

The redhead said nothing for a while. Then he pressed a few buttons on his camera and, much to the model's surprise, Zane moved away from his camera and towards the set.

"Wait, what are you doing?" Nathan asked warily.

"We're trying something else," Zane said matter-of-factly.

"You didn't say—"

"Don't worry; I set the camera to take a photo every ten seconds. And it's set back far enough so that it can catch the entire set. It's totally do-able."

"That's not what I'm worried about! I thought I was doing a solo shoot."

"Easy, shorty. I won't bite," Zane flashed a crooked grin. He was on the set now and only a few feet from Nathan.

"Forget it!" the blonde stamped his foot to the ground.

Zane raised a fiery brow. "That was really girly, you know that?"

"Shut up!"

"You do know that I still have your nudy pictures and being a top-class photographer I can publish them in any magazine or newspaper of my choosing?"

The model turned a furious, adorable red. He turned away from Zane and crossed his arms. "Fine!" he said.

Zane smiled. He stepped closer to Nathan, who took a cautious step back.

Click!

The sound of camera made the blonde turn to it.

'Right,' he reminded himself. 'Ten second intervals...'

Meanwhile, Zane was counting the seconds. He only had about twenty five free frames to use. So he had to use these frames wisely.

Five seconds. Four seconds.

Zane reached to touch the model's face. Nathan slapped his hand away.

"Watch where you're touching!" he hissed.