PITY PARTY 𖤐 YANDERE BNHA

⌗ 𖤐 || hawks [pt 1]

title : infatuated
date : 22 feb 2023
edited : 23 feb 2023
words : 789

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Hawks was one of Japan's greatest photographers, well-known for his model shoots that made it into almost every fashion magazine. No one knew his real name or why he called himself 'Hawks' been even so, there was no denying his skill and talent in the art of photos, but he too was a very good persuader.

[Name] was a model. Throughout his entire life he'd been called uplifting names and even complimented by strangers on the street. When it came to [name], there was no denying his beauty. Time and time again, he'd been given the title of 'World's most gorgeous boy'. He, himself thought that it was a bit of a stretch but to others, there was no one like him. Though [name] was rather secretive, aside from having so many photos online - not a lot about his personal life was known, but he was still attractive to the public nonetheless.

When it had been announced that [name] was to do a shoot taken by Hawks, people went insane, in a positive way. The most popular photographer and pretty yet mysterious model. People set reminders on their phones for when the photos were set to be published, some got ready to livestream their reactions if they were apart of the fashion community. Everyone was buzzing for the shoot that would be labelled as the earth's most iconic shoot.

When it came out, it lived up to it's hype, there was no disappointment. The shoot was flawless to the eyes of the world. Due to the positive outcome, the duo often collaborated more and the public continued to eat it up as if they'd never been fed before, they never got bored of the two.

The companies were racking in money from the shoots as well, they too were incredibly pleased with the reactions, leading to more collaborations, each one getting better than the last which no one thought would be possible.

Until it all stopped.

The two disappeared, to never be heard from again, not by the public, not by the companies, not by friends and not by family. It was like they never existed, the only proof of their being, being the previous photoshoots.

' the shoot was flawless to the eyes of the public '

to the eyes of the public

No one knew what went on behind the scenes, they thought it was all sunshines and rainbows, but the truth was far more sinister. One that would be downright disturbing and would devastate the entire public when in the light.

During the first shoot, Hawks himself found that [name] was far more attractive in person than on prints. He found himself falling for the model.

As the shoots went on and on, his feelings grew, turning into love and then obsession. He ended up completely infatuated for the boy. He grew jealous of the fact that the public gave him compliments, he didn't want the public to see the model anymore, he wanted [name] for himself.

He requested a private shoot with [name] and because of the great chemistry the two had, [name] accepted. The shoot they had planned was a more spicy shoot, if you catch my drift. Hawks would get to keep these photos all for himself.

“I best get going, Hawks, the shoot was fun.” [name] smiled at blonde man sat on the leather sofa, before turning round to leave.

“Call me Keigo.” His words caused the model to turn back round, confused, which must have been evident on his face. “I trust you not to tell anyone my name, you're the only person who knows it aside from me, obviously.”

“I won't tell anyone, you have my word.” [name] nodded, once again, turning back around to leave.

“Oh I know you won't. You won't be seeing anyone else to do so.” Keigo's tone was sinister, he clearly had bad intentions which [name] concluded quickly as he darted to the front door which, suprise suprise, happened to be locked.

“You won't be leaving anytime soon, love.” Keigo let out a dark chuckle.

“Let me out, Keigo.” [name] was getting scared but didn't let it show. After a second, he felt a weight on his shoulder.

Keigo's hand gently caressed the models collarbone and shoulder, as if massaging the area. He could sense the fear off [name] even though he tried to appear brave.

“No.” He whispered into [name]'s ear before covering his mouth with a cloth that eventually ended up causing the model to go unconcious, slumping into the arms of the photographer.

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end of part 1.

i quite like this one.