Oneshots | woosang

Model

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"Is it necessary for him to be here?"

"Yeosang, he is the photographer, of course he has to be!"

"But look at him, he's eating Wooyoung with his eyes."

"Do I smell jealousy?"

"Of course not, take away that smile, Hongjoong."

Yeosang was today accompanying his boyfriend to one of his photo sessions, he rarely came since most of the sessions were when he was during work hours. Hongjoong, a friend of the two of them and the young model's stylist, was the one who came up with the idea of ​​dragging Yeosang into that shoot.

The young man did not have time to refuse because his boyfriend and his friend had brought him to the studio. His main job was to help the stylist with the costumes and watch as his boyfriend did his work. It was amazing how successful Wooyoung became, from just posing for small signs to being the main face of many magazines in the country. Yeosang was proud of his success and Wooyoung was proud of the success of Yeosang's work.

For Yeosang everything was going well, he helped with the clothes, looked at how the photos of Wooyoung were and even helped his boyfriend with his poses, but the tranquility ended when a certain photographer arrived. Park Seongwha, internationally known photographer, the man was handsome, intelligent and talented with the camera, the man had previously worked for the gray-haired agency, but it was the first time that he had photographed Wooyoung. Coincidentally the day his boyfriend was present.

The black-haired man was frustrated with the presence of the photographer when he started his session, the man looked at Wooyoung not in a professional way, he looked at his whole body and bit his lip while taking the photos, in the way he smiled at him when the boy gave his opinion of a certain photo or pose.

But what was annoying him the most was the fact that he ignored him from the moment that Wooyoung introduced him as his boyfriend, Seonghwa from there did not speak to him again, and now he was touching Wooyoung's hair.

"Why does he touch his hair? He had it good!" Hongjoong just listened to him as he looked at the next suit, "God look at him Joong, he shouldn't be that close to him."

"Yeosang, he is a professional photographer, if he thinks his hair would look better on the right you should let him do his work."

"Work? He's fucking my boyfriend with his gaze!"

The stylist just denied and handed him a couple of jackets and shirts to be arranged. He hardly went to the dressing room with the clothes just because the photographer started touching Wooyoung again, Hongjoong practically pushed him out of the place. He returned as quickly as possible, of course leaving all the clothes well arranged, his boyfriend was no longer posing but now they were having iced tea and Seonghwa was talking with some assistants.

"Yeo! Look, I asked for tea to be brought to you as well."

"Thanks Woo, but it wasn't necessary."

"It's no problem babe" Damn why his boyfriend was so adorable, "Take it, you haven't eaten anything in two hours."

"Why are you so adorable." The taller one pressed his cheeks and kissed his lips.

"Shut up, you'll make me blush." The two lovers were lost in their glances until a clear throat brought them back to reality.

"Sorry to interrupt you, but I need to speak to Wooyoung." Seonghwa had his eyes only on Wooyoung, totally ignoring the black-haired man.

"Tell me Mr. Park." The young man continued fixing the hair of his boyfriend, without noticing the look of the photographer, sometimes Wooyoung could be very innocent or blind.