Stronger (OPM Fanfic)

♪CHAPTER 7♪

CHAPTER 7

3rd Person

"Alright! That pose's nice! One more." The photographer shouted as he clicked away. "Now Ran-san, let's try with you in front and then reach out to his neck."

Ran mentally sighed and did as what she was told. She may like singing for the crowd, but one thing she hates is those photoshoots they have to do for their concert posters and ads. They stand for hours and do nothing put pose for the camera. It makes her body stiff.

What makes it even more worse, is this photoshoot isn't for a concert. It's for a magazine, and she needs a partner for this one as the picture will be used for the couple's section.

"Yes! Beautiful! Now, Sweet Mask-san, wrap your right arm around her waist and hold her hand that's on you neck. Ran-san, hold on to his arm." The photographer instructed.

Her red eyes twitched as a strong arm wrapped around her and then held her hand. She tried her best to relax her body as she felt the other pressed himself on her back. She could feel the heat radiating from him as he is wearing nothing on his top, just black, low-waisted jean. Added the fact that she's wearing a loose backless dress that ends on the middle of her thighs, the feeling of his chest pressed against her bare back is making her uncomfortable.

'Why do I have to be paired with him? Asagao-kun can do the job just as well. This is so awkward.' She thought to herself as she felt the man's grip tightened around her.

"That's right, perfect!" After a few clicks, the photographer announced the end of the shoot. Ran immediately distanced herself from the blunette and silently breathed a sigh of relief.

"Job well done, my angel." A voice spoke behind her. Sweet Mask was towering over her with a sweet smile.

"I could say the same to you, Sweet Mask-san. Though, these clothes are making me uncomfortable." Ran finally admitted as she scooped the fluffy robe hanging on her chair.

The man hummed. "Is that so? It's a shame because you look really... alluring in that kind of dress." He said as his eyes travelled down the girl's body, unconsciously licking his lips.

A shiver ran down her spine as she quickly put on her robe to avoid perverted eyes from ravishly gazing on her barely clothed form. "I-uh, I'm going to get going-"

COUGH COUGH

Sweet Mask's eyes narrowed as the girl cleared his throat. She's been coughing for the whole photoshoot. It did not go unnoticed to him that she came on their venue with flushed face and just tried to hide it under her make-up.

"Do you need any help?" He queried, worried about the girl's health.

Ran, however, took this offer on a different view. "N-No! I'm fine, I can manage. Thank you for the concern though." 'Like I will allow a man near me while I change... specifically you.'

Sweet Mask was nowhere in sight the moment she left her dressing room, making her sigh in relief that was followed with a few coughs. She cleared her throat and scowled. 'I should probably ask for some cough drops.'

She fished her phone out to call for her valet. She prefers to take her usual route whenever she wants to go somewhere, which are the building's rooftops.

'Not today though.' She thought as another round of cough itch their way on her throat.

As she went to relieve the itch on her throat, an explosion erupted at a building across the street. She shielded her eyes as she cough, trying to see through the fire and smoke. Sure enough, the explosion caused a hole to form on the wall.