privé ; kaixing

pose for the camera

"alright, can you lift your chin higher?" jongin does what he was told to do. "perfect." yixing snap a picture of him and was proud at the result. arden is right, jongin is good at what he's doing. his facial expressions are on point and yixing doesn't have to tell him numerous time to do the pose the right way. jongin knows what he's doing.

"how do i look, babe?" if he didn't flirt with everyone, yixing would think the man is close to perfect.

"you want me to compliment you, do you?"

the blonde hair lets out a boyish smirk, "you got me." yixing quickly takes a shot with his camera at the bronze skinned. he can't help it, his photographer reflex kicked in and it just made him do that. who can blame him? jongin is beautiful under the sun light with that face, that body, and that smirk. he had to capture that moment. "wow, did you just took a picture without me knowing to add your secret collection of my face?" jongin shakes his head, feigning disappointment. "yixing, you sneaky sneaky man. you know you can just ask me to pose for you and i'd do it gladly. for you only." there goes that wink.

yixing hears baekhyun whistled and the chinese male throws a glare at the designer, who in return just smirk smugly at him, as if enjoying his misery (he probably is).

"you know, jongin, yixing here has been lonely." baekhyun just had the audacity, doesn't he?

he ignores the way jongin snap his dark orbs towards him, eyes shining in a way yixing doesn't know what to decipher from it. "oh, really? i'm available and i'd gladly accompany you." yixing can hear the seductive tone lacing his voice but he pays no mind. he should be immune now.

"one more shot and then we're done for the day." yixing said instead of responding towards their teasings. he managed to hide his surprise when jongin immediately obeys him, leaving out his flirty nature and going back to being professional. working with jongin is both easy and hard. clearing his throat, yixing positions his camera in front of his face and closes his right eye, looking through the eyepiece. "can you turn sideway?" jongin does so. "tilt your head up– yeah, like that. close your eyes and then– yes, that's great." yixing took several photos of him, taking in the pretty sight of jongin's caramel skin making contact with the natural light, his lips looking shinier and alluring as ever, the flowers attached behind his ear suits the color of his hair and the background. he just look enticing. he won't say it out loud, but yixing thinks he can stare at him like this all day.

that makes him remember something. when he told jongin to do a pose, the taller did a lip bite and yixing thinks jongin meant that for him and not the camera. he's looking straight at the lens and it somehow made yixing's pulse speed up. he did several small seductive poses, his coffee colored eyes never leaving yixing's and when the older is looking through his camera, his eyes are looking straight back at him through the lens. he can't help but drinks in his dark eyes.

if he was told to describe jongin in three words, it would be tall, dark and handsome. or maybe flirt, flirt and flirt.

"okay, that's a wrap!" yixing sends the model a grin, the dents on his cheeks visible as he puts down his camera, the strap still hanging around his neck. "you did a great job, jongin."

the taller didn't respond for a few seconds. instead he's staring at yixing with a blank face which makes the older thinks he has something on his face.

"what? what is it?" he pat his face, searching for any kind of thing on his face.

jongin broke into a grin, shaking his head before taking yixing's hand in his, the one he used to touch his face. "no, no, there's nothing on your face. except perfection."

yixing groan at the model, never getting used to his flirtings (though he should be immune right now). he tries to pull his hand away but jongin is having none of it. he tugs him with more power than yixing is using and lace their fingers together. "it's the first time you smile that wide at me. and the reason for that is me. the reason you smiles is me."

yixing blinks blankly, his brain still processing what is currently happening. so the way jongin stared at him emotionless was because he's... uh, mesmerized?

"um, thank you? is that a... compliment?" he asked dumbfoundedly.

jongin lets out a fond laugh. "of course it is. you deserve all the compliments, xing."

a bit flustered, yixing tries to calm down his heartbeat and takes a step back, pulling his hand away. "how did victoria endures your cheesy lines for an hour?"

jongin frowns up at him– the model is still sitting on the white stool while the photographer is standing. "i didn't do that."

blinking at the bronze skinned, yixing frowns back at him. "right." he can't seem to believe that. after seeing jongin and the way he interract with people, especially with yixing himself, he just can't believe it. especially since victoria is single and very attractive.

"i'm serious!" jongin pouts at him before he can leave. "you can ask her!" he looks like a child, whining like that. it's cute.

yixing finds himself saying, "alright, alright!" he still doesn't believe him though. "i'm gonna head to baek's office now if you'll excus–"

"give me your number." yixing was cut off from completing his sentence when jongin said that in a serious tone. the photographer can't find the best word to reply him with, so he choose to be silent. "give me your number, xing. i want to get to know you."

"why don't you just tell me your number?"

"no! what if you won't call me and i was left to stare at my phone all day, waiting for your message?"

is– is he serious?

yixing sighs before answering, "okay." he can't help but feel his heart flutters at the way jongin beams up like a puppy with wriggling tail at him. "hey, dae, do you have a pen and paper? just a small blank paper."

the said man nods at him before giving the chinese male the stuffs he asked for. opening the cap of the pen, he writes down his number and the word zyx under it. he gives the piece of paper towards the model who takes it with a smile. "you didn't give me a false number, do you?"

"no, jongin."

"thank you, babe." before yixing can scold him for calling him that, the model raises to his feet and yixing feels a pair of soft lips on his nose before jongin runs away.

widening his eyes in disbelief, yixing watch jongin's backside figure as he runs away, ignoring his co-worker's teasing gazes.

that kid.