Work of Art || Luwoo

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~~Jungwoo~~

Jungwoo's head spun, fear clearly written in his eyes. He looked over at the hand that rested on his shoulder. The person's long, slim fingers curled over Jungwoo's jacket. The photographer followed the hand, tracing his eyes over the wrist, forearm and finally reaching a familiar face. His breathing hitched when he realized who it was. Lucas looked down at Jungwoo with concern. Jungwoo had forgotten that tears were welling in his eyes and that his face probably looked swollen and his eyes a little red. He sniffled a few times, trying to recollect himself. The model seemed to freeze for a minute before letting go of the other boy's shoulder. Lucas joined his hands together and played with the ring that hugged his thumb. The boy was a model, Jungwoo had never seen Lucas looking so uncomfortable in his skin.

"I don't want you to leave. I just noticed you coming outside and you looked really upset, but tonight is supposed to be fun." Lucas stumbled over his words as he tried to explain his actions. He seemed a little disoriented. Jungwoo assumed that Lucas felt insecure about grabbing his shoulder.

"It's alright. I'm getting tired anyways." Lucas was the reason that Jungwoo got worked up in the first place and now the model was standing before him, but Jungwoo wanted nothing more than to go home to lay in bed and eventually drift off to sleep. He would talk to the model another day.

"No, please. Come walk around with me. I'll introduce you to some of my colleagues. My friend is here too." Lucas pushed. The model gestured back to the grand doors of the building, waiting for Jungwoo to lead the way. The model did not push very hard, though, which Jungwoo was grateful for. Lucas clearly left the decision to Jungwoo. He could walk into the parking lot and drive home, or return inside and hopefully have a good time. Jungwoo figured he had nothing to lose, so he looked up at the tall model one last time before stepping around him and making his way to the after party. He could hear Lucas exhale a deep breath before his feet could be heard close behind Jungwoo. It didn't take long for Lucas to catch up to the other. He walked beside Jungwoo down the rest of the pathway. It made Jungwoo want to curl into a ball and hide, but he held his ground. He was finally facing the model and he wasn't going to miss another chance. Jungwoo pushed down his rising excitement and tried to keep the redness of his cheeks and ears under control. The two returned to the building doors and Lucas stepped in front of Jungwoo, nearly tripping him from the quick action. Lucas pulled on the handle and motioned for Jungwoo to enter first. The photographer smiled back before ducking into the doorway.

"Do you have anything else to do tonight? For your job, I mean." The question startled Jungwoo slightly. He wondered how Lucas knew about his job assignment until he glanced down and noticed the lanyard that hung around his neck. Caller Magazine's name was boldly written across the front of it. Lucas seemed a little uncomfortable and Jungwoo worried that it was because of the way he was acting. He took some slow breaths. He's human too, Jungwoo. Stop acting so weird. He recomposed himself before looking back up at the person in front of him.

"Umm, no. I already talked to a few people and I think that I have some good pictures." Jungwoo lifted his camera, motioning to his profession. He tried to speak smoothly but it just made him feel more uncomfortable. Jungwoo felt useless when it came to acting calm in front of somebody like Lucas. The boy was a model. He had expensive clothes, bold features, dark eyes and a lifestyle that Jungwoo could never imagine having.

"Do you want to walk around with me, then. My friend just got here, too." Lucas looked around the room for the friend he was talking about. Jungwoo was too short in the crowd to see anybody but Lucas easily glanced over the heads.