(Un)Lost

Shoot!

I rummage through the billion amounts of shirts hanging on the clothes rack. I sigh. You'd think as a stylist I'd have no issue finding the perfect shirt. But, when it's for a music video shoot it has to be more than perfect. And when it's for a group as picky as this one, it's definitely a challenge. I sigh again and hear someone stifle a laugh behind me. I turn around and Bang Chan is standing there, holding a shirt.

"Not you too!" I groan and grab the shirt from him.

"Sorry" he says and grins.

I throw the shirt over the rack and sigh.

"What's wrong with it?"

"Oh!" He looks startled. "It was a bit too tight"

I nod. I rummage through the rack and find a shirt in a size larger and hand it to him.

"Here, try this. If it's too big we'll have to try and solve it with safety pins or something. There's no time to properly alter it."

He nods. "Sorry"

I laugh. "It's not your fault" I shrug. "I guess you've spent too much time in the gym"

He smiles. "Maybe"

He walks away and I get back to rummaging through the rack looking for that one perfect shirt. I feel like it's an impossible mission at this point. I've been a stylist for a few years, but it's only lately that I've been able to do it full time. Before that I was part time a stylist and part time a personal trainer. I still spend a very large amount of time in the gym and I do still have a few clients that I train, but styling has become my full time job. Especially now that I've gotten my foot into the kpop industry, which I never thought would happen. I've styled countless of groups for magazine features, music videos, comeback shows, album showcases, album photoshoots and ad campaigns... but nothing has been quite as headache inducing as this Stray Kids music video. Not that the boys are the main issue, no. It's mostly... the management. Stray Kids are a fantastic group, yes. But they've done a lot of dark concepts, or yeah very angsty concepts so they're very in love with the idea of wearing dark clothes. But for this comeback they have two title tracks which means two different concepts, one that needs bright colours and one that is right up their angsty street. Today, we're shooting the music video for the "light" concept. Their management tried to get me to incorporate dark themes in it but I refused. I've heard the song and there's no way I'm letting a dark theme into that video. I've got all the members dressed for their individual scenes now (hopefully, if Bang Chan's shirt fits him) except for one. Han Jisung. I pull out a hanger and look at the shirt. A pastel pink oversized Balenciaga t-shirt. I think about the rest of his outfit in my head. It could work. If he agrees to wear it. I turn around and walk over to the dressing/waiting room area. I knock on the door and Han opens the door, wearing nothing but shorts and and a dress shirt that's not closed. I try not to stare at his abs because I am a professional and I'm not here to objectify him. But he looks good. Really fucking good. I meet his gaze and he smirks.

"Did you find something?" His tone is playful yet taunting and I don't know how to handle it.

I nod and hand him the shirt. "Yep, try this! It should fit you better than the shirt you have on now."

He laughs. "Yes, as you can see it didn't really work."

I smile. "Well, hopefully this will be better. I also brought you this" I say, and hand him a baseball cap I picked up on the way. It's white and could look really nice with the pink shirt and his dark hair.

He grins. "Thanks, I'll try it. If not, I'll come look for you again."

I nod. "Oh, hopefully you won't have to do that." I turn to walk away and I realize that I kind of want the shirt to not fit. A part of me wants him to come look for me again. And I also realize I sounded a bit like a jerk. I hope he didn't interpret that the wrong way? What if he thinks that I don't want to see him again? Oh my God what is happening to my brain?! I walk back towards the styling section and I'm jolted awake by my phone vibrating in my pocket. It's a missed call followed by a text message. I ignore it, because I don't have the energy nor the time right now. My phone starts vibrating again and I pull it out of my pocket and put it on the table. It can ring all it want. I don't have time to deal with it right now.