Black Beauty

7 - My Hero

The photoshoot that Adrien and Jasmine had done in the past week were now displayed on the covers of multiple magazines and billboards. Jasmine was completely and utterly perplexed. She couldn't believe that she had managed to be framed on the city billboards. Her almost completely nude body exposed to the city of Paris. All she knew was that if her mother were still here with her today, she would scold her yet cheer her on with unconditional excitement.

Adrien on the other hand couldn't help but become flustered every time his emerald orbs laid on one of the billboards or a magazine cover one of the pupils walked with through University. He was used to people gawking at him for his modelling but this time it seemed different. Different because now they were gawking at him with lustful gazes. Eye fucking him as he would stroll past them. Bumping into him purposely in order to get a "feel" of his muscular body before apologizing. This terrified the male as he realized he had to try and avoid most of these crazed fans, which he soon failed at once he was engulfed in a group of squealing girls.

The blond boy squeezed himself through the crowd of girls who couldn't help but squeal and bat their eyelashes at the taller figure as they continued to circle around him. Surrounding him. Hastily, he signed a few autographs, took a few photos with the girls, staring nervously at the camera before he immediately dashed away from them. Once he had reached the outside of his classroom, he released a sigh of relief as he felt more at ease without a hurdle of girls soaked in perfume penetrating his personal bubble. As he stepped into the lecture hall, his eyes were met by another crowd but instead of the hurdle surrounding him, it was surrounding someone else.

Jasmine Orchid.

A group of boys from their class surrounded the nervous girl sat at the back, flirting with her whilst complimenting her beauty and outfit. Adrien fisted his hands as he heard Kim's horrendous words.

"You look gorgeous in this outfit babe but you'd look even better without the layers." He lifted his hand, trying to reach for Jasmine's zipper of her bomber jacket that concealed her body from the lustful eyes staring into her soul. His lustful eyes glinted with mischief as his hand neared for the girl's zipper. Before he could lay a finger on the tanned girl, a strong hand wrapped around Kim's wrist preventing him from exposing her body to the class. To him. Snapping his gaze to whoever dared touch him, the male gritted his teeth as he locked eyes with none other than the model himself.

Adrien Agreste.

"Well well well. If it isn't the model boy protecting what he's already touched." He snatched his wrist away from the blond's surprisingly firm grip before releasing a scoff whilst pushing his hands in the pockets of his sweats.

"You don't mind sharing, do you? You've already had the pleasure of touching her. How about our turn?" A repulsive smirk crept on his lips as he cocked an eyebrow at the emerald eyed boy. A mixture of blue and green veins popped out of Adrien's neck whilst he clenched his fists. Taking slow steps until their noses were touching. Their breaths fanning against one anothers, Adrien spat out.