It was a typical saturday, and Keith was stuck on the sofa reading his books, while his brother went on about needing to find a job or atleast get outside more.
"Come on Keith, you can't just block out the world with your books and camera, you'll have to get a job one of these days and you know it."
The older male stated, calmly adjusting his tie. Keith groaned, setting his book down and hopping off his position on the couch
''Shiro there isn't anything that I'm passionate about that could land me a job'' with that he huffed, stealing the coffee off the counter and taking a sip "what about photography? we both know you love that" Shiro questioned his younger brother with a raised eyebrow.
Keith gave him 'the look',
''ok Shiro look you know very well I cannot stand to work with those Know-it-all's, like those models and big-shot companies. I would go insane, remember Nyma?''
saying the name sent shivers down the men's spines and upper bod's, Shiro gave into a deep sigh his expression a mixture of both sympathy and no backing down. Thats was the face Keith hated, the look he knew all too well. It was one that that Shiro wouldn't let him win but he just left it at that for the moment.
"Fine. I have to go back to the garrison anyway But, we are talking more about this after work"
Shiro ends the sentence with his 'dad voice' which most times annoyed Keith to the bitter end, but other times he found it a bit 'amusing' you could say.
As Shiro left, Keith watched his older brother leave. He then waited for his car to pull out and once two minutes passed by Keith ran up to his room and got dressed, rushing out the doors grabbing his keys, and camera bag with his dog Kosmo following close behind. Keith drove down the streets filled with palm trees right down the beach, which to Keith smelled of coconut and salty air.
It was a perfect scene where he had found a private spot on the costal beach-front as he listened to the waves slowly move. Down in Huntington beach, the ocean was so clear you could just make out the seaweed perfectly swaying with the waves. There was no trash or anything just, miles and miles of a seemingly endless ocean.
Keith spent the rest of his time there, playing with Kosmo and just overall relaxing. After a while Keith saw the perfect moment for a picture as the sun was barely going down, he quickly ran to his bag and got out his camera mumbling something under his breath then
*snap*
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He heard laughing and smiled at the sight of two little kids screaming and chasing each other, enjoying time. This made Keith remember something of when him and his brother were kids and he couldn't help a giggle escape his lips. Fun soon came to a stop when he realized it was time to head home so he packed up his stuff and whistled for Kosmo to follow.
He drove back to the big apartment and saw that Shiro wasn't home yet. Luckily for Keith that meant he wouldn't have to hear a lecture about stuff for at least 30 minutes to an hour. Keith kicked back onto the loft and fell asleep, Kosma cuddled next to him as he had a book right on top of his face.
~{Monday 10am}~
The day was slower then usual and Keith had been at a local coffee shop that his friend worked at. Keith was wearing denim jeans with holes, along with bracelets and his camera slung around his neck. As the pale boy read his at the tiny table waiting patiently waiting for his food and boba, he noticed a familiar group walking past his window but brushed the feeling and kept reading.
He then hears the shop bell ring said group walks in and sits at a table ways away from Keith. At the time, his food and drink finally arrive
"sorry for the wait Kei, Melanie isn't feeling well and I had to cover her shift as well" the blonde sighed, Keith smiled and thanked her,
''oh uh Melle'' Keith quickly stops her in her tracks
"hm? yeah?" Romelle tilted her head confused as He pulls a picture from his satchel and hands it to her, ''I caught this yesterday while at the beach and thought you might want the first copy''
She snatched the photo from the pale before scanning it intensely. "KEITH- THIS IS GORGEOUS AND AMAZING! has anyone told you that you should be a photographer?!" The blonde spoke a bit too loud, causing the group of people to quiet down and look back at the pair
''Melle! keep it down will ya!?''Keith whisper screamed in horror, trying to hide his flustered state noticing people were staring.
''and yes, by Shiro...many many times''
It was clear Keith hated when people brought it up, to Keith Photography was something he did as a hobby. something that helped calm nerves when he was stressed or anxious. He didn't want that to be messed up in anyway, shape or form.
"Ah, sorry you're right heh- anyway I gotta go take orders but uh I'll see you later!" Romelle winked at him as she walked to the group who had just entered.
~{Switching to Keiths p.o.v}{also not me forgetting what the correct povs were called-}~
I could have sworn one of the people at the table pointed at me, but I awkwardly brushed it off, they probably were just asking about something on the menu plastered on the wall above me. I took my food and drink home, deciding to work on some light sketches of outfits and what not, when I suddenly get a message and email.
I opened up contacts and saw it was an unknown number, I didn't question it at first but I then read it and my jaw dropped. I checked to see if I was dreaming, in which I wasn't, I panicked and fell off the sofa with a thud. Shiro walked in and asked what all the commotion was, but I couldn't give an answer so I handed him my phone.
He carefully examined the message and link to the email, he just stared at me, then back to my phone his face contorting to something unreadable, but quickly went to excitement.
~{1082 words total(not including this)
ok- soo~ this is first chapter i hope you like it. ill be working on the next few chapters, most likely 2 more
