Justin Bieber/Jason McCann Imagines | Book One

Calvin Klein Campaign

Getting your make up done, Justin came up behind you and tickled your sides while grinning at you.

"If my make up gets smudged and this lovely young lady as to redo it, I'll throttle you, Bieber." You sent him a side smirk as she worked on your cheeks.

"Make her look like a clown." Justin whispered loudly into the make up artist's ear as he grinned at me.

"Too late, I'm done." She laughed as she put her equipment down. "Think you're ready to get out there?" She asked.

"More than ready." You grinned as you became excited to model for one of the biggest brands in the world.

Walking behind Justin out to where the photoshoot was going to be taken, you prepared yourself.

"Right! I appreciate its early in the morning and you'd rather be in bed, but we've got a photoshoot to do! Justin, [Y/N], I know you two are great friends, are you both comfortable with being bare chested?" The photographer asked as he looked at up both.

I turned to Justin to see him smirking at me, raising his eyebrows up and down creepily. "Yeah, I'm comfortable, it's just this creepy ass boy I've gotta do this with." You rolled your eyes at Justin before walking over to the photographers to see what they want from you.

Every time you'd try a different pose, Justin would rub his hands on you, all over your body jokingly, making you laugh. With revenge, when the photographers asked you to stand behind Justin, you ran your hands up his thighs.

"I know you're joking, but you won't be laughing when I get a boner and make you suck me off." Justin spoke quietly with hardly any movement, continuing to look at the camera.

"[Y/N], Justin. Shirts off, please."

"Finally, my favourite part." Justin grinned, trying to slowly and seductively pull his shirt over his head, whipping you with it as he teasingly bit his lip.

"You're so weird." You chuckled at him before pulling your shirt over your head, followed by moving your hands round your back to unclasped your bra.

"That's right, strip for me, baby." He laughed as he bit his lip, smirked and looked you up and down.

"Justin, uh, stand in front of [Y/N] and put your arms around her chest."
Doing as he was told, he breathed in your ear, his childish side leaving suddenly.

For the rest of the photoshoot, Justin couldn't keep his hands off you, even though that was a part of the photoshoot, something told you it wasn't the only reason. You found yourself eager to have an excuse to touch him too.

Once the photoshoot was released a few weeks later, Justin's fans, the little fanbase you'd grown due to being close with Justin and the whole world reacted with fire, everyone shocked but amazed at the content.

"We look pretty good." He smirked as he looked at the images on his phone. "Totally worth the boner, for sure." He laughed as you stared at him.