Work of Art || Luwoo

01

~~Jungwoo~~

The workplace was crowded and filled with moving bodies who were finishing up their last minutes of work. Jungwoo worked hard to upload as many pictures from the photo shoots as he could. Working meticulously, nit-picking every small detail in the images. Photoshop was a powerful tool, after all.

Once the boy finished, he shuffled through the final products one last time. Quickly flicking through the printed off final photos that lay on his desk. Monday, he would be showing the photos to Caller Magazine's head manager in order to get the 'okay' to publish them in the magazine. Photography was his passion. Visual arts in general, really. He never complained during work since he was so grateful to have a well-paying job in his preferred field. People always said it was his hard working personality and photography skills that scored him the spot of top photographer. Jungwoo didn't really think his work was that good though. But what artist does?

Jungwoo was filing through the final few photos when he came upon an all too familiar face. A gorgeous one at that. It was none other than Lucas Wong. Top model under Mode Maudelle. An incredible Muse. The fashion company was a prestigious one and jungwoo was often sent Wong's way since his facial features needed to be captured by only the most talented photographers. Jungwoo was often sent to runway shows and interviews in an attempt to gain a masterpiece of a photo. It wasn't a hard task for him. He always admired Lucas. He had chiseled features and the most enticing hazel eyes. The way that man stared at the camera could give anyone chills. It wasn't just his face that jungwoo adored. Lucas Wong just gave off that aura of powerful. All of his photoshoots were amazing and his runways made jungwoo's heart pause. Sure, Jungwoo was a helpless fanboy, but being able to get so close to that beautiful man so often made the giddy fanboy feel some type of way.

Jungwoo shook himself out of his daze. He'd been staring at the Muse's photos for much too long. He gently slipped his best photos into a small folder and labelled them for the manager tomorrow. He shut down his computer, packed his things and headed back home for the night.

The streets of New York twinkled under the night sky. The street lights illuminated the cars and roads with a soft yellow glow. The stores sent neons bouncing off of reflective materials and the billboard signs lit up the night sky. Many of which with Lucas' face plastered on the center. New York fashion week was right around the corner and Jungwoo would be attending each night's show. As per usual, he was given the task of photographing the models during the runways. Caller Magazine was pretty popular amongst the fashion community and only the best of photos would due in this month's issue. It was fashion week, of course. With high end fashion, came high end photography.

The young man continued to drive home. He didn't live far from his job, which he was grateful for. He always worked as hard as possible and it left him tired at the end of every day. Being able to get home quickly was a highlight of his day. Once Jungwoo reached his apartment, he dropped his things at the door and headed to the shower. The boy grabbed some fresh clothes from his drawers and brought a towel into the bathroom. He placed his things on the counter and looked at his face in the mirror. He looked a little overworked, as usual, but there was an added detail to his features. Jungwoo had been blushing. A soft pink tint laid over his cheeks and his lips were a warm red. He could feel his face heating. Perhaps he had a small crush on that model. Maybe it wasn't a very small crush after all. A cold shower would help his mind wander away from that man.

Jungwoo adjusted the taps to his liking and undressed, stepping into the shower. He watched as the dark blue dye from his hair swirled on the bottom of the tub before falling down the drain. He thought it would be a good idea to get his hair dyed before he attended fashion week. Everyone always looked their best there, including Luca-  His mind was wondering back to the model again. All the shower was doing was giving him more time to think.

The photographer finished washing up and headed to bed. It was still fairly early but he had a long day and an even longer week ahead of him. Jungwoo thought it would be a good idea to get some extra sleep.

The flowing white curtains that draped down his walls always calmed him when he went to bed. He cracked the windows open just enough so that the wind would push the curtains like waves and he could hear the soft hush of the New York traffic below. He wrapped himself in his soft sheets and began to drift off into the realm of sleep.