Love Lance

My Boy in the Magazine

Top- Keith
Top- Shiro

Bottom- Lance

Third Person POV

It was another day and another shoot. They had moved their location to Spain to film in the museum that held the Guernica painting by Picasso. It was this big heist scene where they'd steal the art and also a tense moment created between the characters played by Lance and Keith and the romantic tension the show was trying to create.

A perimeter had been set up around the painting, mics, and other equipment were being organised and checked by the film crew while the directors spoke in hushed tones. The main actors stood back. Keith sipped a coffee as he waited, urked by Lance being late yet again. He grumbled to himself before an interesting person showed up.

"Takashi! Thank you for coming. " The main director greeted a man eagerly.

"Shiro, just use Shiro," the man replied awkwardly. "And no worries,"

Keith studied him from afar. Takashi Shirogane, he envied the man. He was tall, fit, handsome, and charming. A big shot in their field and very experienced. He was also openly gay and proud, which never had an effect on his career or image. This, in particular pissed off Keith. He was still closested despite being close to his rank of popularity and work. The man seemed immune to the backlash that was hollywood and the general opinion of the public and media. It grinded his bones, and he turned in a huff. He was aware of a new actor on set, a character to be played in his team, a member who had left before only to come back.

"Keep it cool," he muttered to himself.

He was about to approach the man himself, but in burst Lance, late as ever and endlessly fashionable. He already had an aunterage of crew people fawning over his every move and doting on him. The director greeting him joufully, as always. Genuinly, the man acted like the sun shone out the boys ass. Not that Lance didn't have a great ass. He shook his head. Now was not the time. Keith had been grappling with himself ever since their last second time. He thought that feelings were possibly developing for the brunette, but he did not want a scandal on his name, nor was he going to be a ladder to be stepped on. That's it. He was just a career hungry newby, and all he'd do is step all over him. This is what Keith had convinced himself in order to lay off the attraction.

The director was busy introducing Shiro and Lance to one another. They seemed to be getting on fine. Keith side eyed them, acting uninterested before Lance made his way to him.

"Morning, Keith," he smiled.

"You better get dressed for the set. Filming will be starting soon," he noted.

"Oh, I already am," he showed it off.

"That?" Keith eyed him.

Lance wore a colouful blue tank top and ripped tight jeans. It seemed very casual, maybe too casual. Keith made a look of disaproval and voiced it. Lance chuckled in response.

"Duh, exactly. Your character is supposed to crtique me for being too casual, I never knew you were so similar, " Lance chuckled.

"Well then, excellant job," Keith sighed.

They started filming. Lance and Keith came into view. They bickered just as Lance said they would. Keith digging at Lance's attire while Lance pointed out Keith was too formal. They were supposed to blend in and be inconspicuous, and Keith was wearing a suit. They eventually shut up to avoid drawing attention and view the painting quietly. That's when Shiro came into things.

He approached the two, sliding up to Keith's side. Keith's character was to portray distatse to his presence as Shiro played as an ex member of the gang named Kuro. He had been the muscle of the group but had butted heads too much with Keith and left. He'd somehow heard of Lance being the new arrival and came to scope it out and attempt to rejoin. He was to be flirtatious with Lance's character to create a love triangle and romantic tension.