Edited:- 13/6/25
"Shit, sorry I'm late."
Felix was setting up the lighting for the shoot when the studio door swung open and Hyunjin walked in, apologising for running late.
Felix smiled and shook his head. "No, it's fine. You're not late."
He watched as Hyunjin looked around the studio in awe. The blonde-haired man wore faded blue jeans and a white shirt, his hair tied in a half ponytail. Felix would lie if he told himself the older wasn't attractive.
"Wow, this place is so... aesthetically pleasing," Hyunjin said, glancing at Felix, who was now adjusting the camera.
"Thanks, it's all dad's work, not going to lie," Felix replied with a chuckle, finishing up before turning back to him.
"Dad's already sent the clothing line he wants shots of today. I have a client in ten minutes, so until then, you can get ready for the shoot." He motioned for Hyunjin to follow him into the back rooms to get ready. The dressing room had a clothing rack lined up neatly against one wall, while the other side was taken up by a large dressing table that stretched across the whole length of the wall.
"Our stylist will help with your makeup and hair," Felix said, glancing at Hyunjin.
Hyunjin nodded and looked down at him with a casual shrug. "Okay, got it. How long do you think your photoshoot will take?" he asked, leaning against the dressing table with his hands in his pockets.
Felix checked his watch and clicked his tongue. "Hmm, about half an hour. It's not a big one. So, see you in thirty, Hyunjin." He gave a shy smile, brushing his fingers through his hair. He still hadn't shaken the memory of Hyunjin's soft lips on his skin, and it felt ridiculous, cause he's straight. Or, maybe not? The deep flush in his cheeks is making him question his reality.
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Hyunjin watched him go before turning his eyes to the rack of clothes. He nibbled on his lips before stepping closer to run his fingers on the fabric of one of the clothes. A woman in her mid-20s entered the room, dressed in a jumpsuit and a long-sleeved white shirt, carrying a heavy bag.
She grinned and bowed politely. "Hello, Hyunjin, right? I'm Nami, your stylist."
Hyunjin returned the bow, awkwardly lingering in place. Nami motioned toward the chair in front of the vanity, and Hyunjin stepped back to sit in place.
"So uh, I noticed there are like 20 outfits. Are we doing all of them today?" he asked.
Nami chuckled softly as she searched the rack to pick out the first outfit. "No, the 20 outfits are for the whole week. We'll do only five today, and the other 15 will be distributed throughout the week according to Felix's schedule."
She pulled out an outfit and handed it to him. "I'll wait just outside. Call me when you've changed." With another friendly smile, she stepped out and closed the door behind her.
Hyunjin set the clothes on the chair and began undressing. He glanced at his reflection in the mirror, noting his toned abs, before slipping on the linen jacket and matching pants. After he finished changing, he lightly knocked on the door to let Nami know he was done.
Nami entered and gasped. Her gaze dropped down to his abs before quickly flipping back to meet his eyes. She flushed, clearly flustered.
"Sorry," she mumbled. "I haven't worked with a handsome model in a while."
Hyunjin smirked. "So, what's next?"
She took his shirt and neatly hung it on the rack before turning around and grinning. "Sit back and let me do my wonders, Mr...?"
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Fanfiction"Your dad will fire me if he found out we fucked" Felix is a photographer who works with models from his father's fashion company from time to time. Usually, his father's models weren't permanent until his father brought in Hyunjin, who had never mo...
