𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫

Model?!

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Inko was getting annoyed with how much work she was having to do. Not to mention, these brats didn't seem to appreciate a thing. And unfortunately for her, coffee was still banned because she was grounded for a few more days.

It totally sucked.

But that did mean she came up with unethical means of finding sleep, peace and quite, and a secret spot. Well, only secret for her and yukimiya.

Sometimes she'd go inside just to find freshly washed pillow just her when she felt like taking a nap. And sometimes they would fall asleep in the closet together, although Yuki was a lot more careful not to bump her, in case she freaked out again. Now was sleeping in a closet anything Inko wanted, absolutely not. But it was a safe, quiet place; and when yukimiya joined her, she felt more at ease with his soft whispers and breathing.

"Oh Inko?-"

"Shut up! Shh!"

Inko pulled yukimiya into the closet and shut the door behind them. There was a dim light inside and yukimiya was extremely confused as to what she was doing.

"What's-"

"Shh. It's stupid Chris Promotion-"

"Prince."

"-he's trying to kill me." Inko said curling into a corner, "well not actually not he's trying to get me to do this modeling thing. But I would rather look at Kaiser's face than ever have a stupid modeling job. And trust me, I hate looking at that blue haired freaks face. He's literally the most revolting thing created in the past century."

Yukimiya laughed at her dramatics and she looked at him annoyed. "I'm being serious. I hate being photographed it's annoying besides the photos I'm in look ridiculous." Inko said it was the most obvious thing ever.

He frowned a bit as she went to look down at her phone. He then smiled as he grabbed her wrist. "It's not so bad, besides I think you'll look great."

"Yukimiya! Where are you taking me!? I swear of your taking me to Chris Petrol, I'm going to break your arm!" Inko was about to yank her hand away when Yukimiya chucked and flashed her a grin. It was like her heart had skipped a beat, or five, and her face became very warm.

She had lost all control over her body and became so flustered, she hopelessly followed after him. Forgetting the reason they were even walking together in the first place, she stared up at him and forgot literally everything she ever knew.

Fuck. It definitely had to be some sickness. What else could this annoying yet warm feeling be inside her chest? And why did it only happen around him.

"Ah! You're early I see. And with a gift!" Inko snapped out of her thoughts as she her Chris's annoyed voice.

Damn it! Had yukimiya dragged her here!? What the fuck!?

Inko winced as Chris patted her on her shoulder blade and grinned widely. "Trust me Inko, this shoot is going to be so good. It'll get you so much more PR if you have a photoshoot with the second soccer player in the world! Yukimiya, you too! This will have agencies running to your feet."

Inko slapped his hand away and glared up at his fucking sparkling white teeth. "I'm not doing this. I don't need more paparazzi, I'm already THE Inko Ego, I'm famous enough as it is."

"Come on, it'll be fun." Yukimiya said with a smile, "Besides, it'll make him shut up for good once your done."

Well. Fuck. Why was he actually right? Inko still was not fond of the idea of having her photo taken. Should she?