♡ Model | Kamukoma/Hinakoma | FINISHED ♡

2 | School

Finally, work was over. The photos were definitely in more intimate positions than Komaeda had hoped. Now, he stood in front of the photoshoot building, waiting to be picked up by his driver. Kamukura stood next to him.

"Uhm... Kamukura-kun?"

"Yes?"

"How are you so good at staying professional? I mean, you didn't seem embarrassed or uncomfortable at all while we took the pictures,"

"I'm used to taking those photos. I mean, my theme was always vampires. That wasn't the first time I had to pretend to bite someone. This is just the first time I took photos with a model as famous as me. Usually, the models I take pictures with aren't all that famous and we take the photos to boost their fame. You're also the first male model I have taken a picture with,"

"I see. I suppose that makes sense. Why did you decide to model?"

"I've always won at many contests. For some reason, my mother sent me to beauty contests the most, and eventually it just sort of happened,"

"Hm... I mean, it makes sense. You are... very pretty. Haha, I guess that sounds weird though, doesn't it?"

Kamukura shook his head. "Not at all. I am a model, it makes sense I'm supposed to look good. So do you,"

Komaeda blushed a bit. "Thank you,"

Two weeks later, the magazines with the pictures got printed and were being sold in stores. Komaeda felt a bit embarrassed when his classmates approached him about them.

"Who's this guy, Komaeda-kun?" Nanami asked.

"He looks lame," Hinata said.

"Ahaha... these pictures will definitely be added to my... collection," Hanamura said.

"Um, he's my boyfriend," Komaeda explained.

"Oh..." Hinata muttered.

"I see. You guys look cute together. Congrats." Nanami smiled.

"Thank you!"

"Your boyfriend?" Hanamura asked. "What are these types of guys called again? Hm... tall, dark and handsome, I think. You're a lucky guy, Komaeda-kun. He looks like he knows what he's doing,"

"Well... he didn't actually bite me. You know that, right?"

"I try to ignore it,"

"Don't be a creep, Hanamura." Hinata hit him on the back of his head. "Anyway, how did you and that guy meet?"

"Through work. His name is Kamukura, by the way,"

"And? What's he like?" Hinata asked.

"He's very sweet, even if he seems cold,"

"Good. He better not hurt you or I'll kick his butt!" Nanami swore.

Komaeda giggled. "No need, I really doubt that will happen,"

After school, Komaeda waited to be picked up, when his manager, Nakamura, walked up to him.

"Komaeda-kun, hello." He smiled.

"Hey there. What are you doing here?" He tilted his head.

"I just wanted to see how my favorite client is doing. Especially considering the recent change. How's it going? Do you and Kamukura-san get along?"

Komaeda nodded. "We haven't talked much, but he seems nice,"

"That's good. You haven't told your friends that you're not actually together, right?"

"I haven't, don't worry,"

In truth, Komaeda always liked his manager, but he also creeped him out at bit. He looked friendly, but sometimes he said strange things. He was a man in his late 30s. His eyes were closed most of the time and he wore a calm smile on his face a lot. He usually wore a suit and had his hands in his pockets. His hair was short and black and his face was alway shaved clean.

"Good job. If you ever get into an argument or something, please tell me. I'm always here for you, Komaeda-kun,"

"I know, thank you,"

"Komaeda!" Hinata called out, running up to him. "You forgot your... thing. I dunno what this is." He held up a charm that had lost its chain.

"Oh no, the chain ripped off!" Komaeda frowned, gently taking it into his hands. "This was one of my favorites! Aw man..."

"I can fix it," Hinata offered. "I'm pretty good at that kind of stuff,"

"Oh, thank you!" Komaeda smiled and gave it to him.

"With all due respect, Hinata-san, we were having an important conversation," Nakamura said.

Hinata glared at him. He always thought he was annoying. "Okay." He shrugged. "Sorry for helping him,"

Nakamura laughed. "No need to get angry, I was just pointing it out,"

"Yeah yeah, whatever. I'm going home. See you tomorrow, Komaeda." He pat his shoulder and left.

"Oh, bye!" Komaeda called out as he walked away. "Hm... my driver is really late today. How odd,"

"Ah, I called him and told him not to pick you up today. I'm driving you home,"

"Eh? He didn't even tell me. But okay, I guess. Let's go."

His manager put a hand on his back and they walked to his car.