Bo$$ - BTS FanFic *** Completed

All In a Day's Work (Pt. 2)

Joon's royal set was everything Jin's wasn't. He was rough, raunchy, and raw as he pulled at his own mouth and leaned his body toward the camera aggressively. His smile was cocky and arrogant, twisting his features sexily as he pulled his hair and winked hard. He turned his long hands and elegant fingers into guns, daring onlookers as he deadpanned his face and lifted his eyebrow. 

Finally opening up and switching modes, he let himself be sad, contemplative, and vulnerable. He covered his eyes as his lips dipped and a heartbreaking frown, and then covered his mouth as he looked out with pleading eyes. His duality was as mind-boggling as Jimin's, and even the cameraman was taken back emotionally as he watched it unfold. As soon as it came on, it left, and regular, sturdy, dependable Namjoon returned. Still, as he left the scene, he walked straight into Dez's arms and sighed heavily into her neck.

"How did you do that?" she asked as he shook slightly in her arms.

He chuckled, laughing at himself, "I thought about our first night together, in your kitchen. When you laid below me on the table and came around me."

"But then why did you look so sad?" she rubbed his back as he trembled again.

"I imagined you leaving me," Joon let out a shaking breath, "Please don't ever leave me. I love you so much."

"I'm not going anywhere, Joonie," she soothed, "I love you too much to imagine life without you."

He collected himself, bringing her down to sit in his lap on the floor as Tae took his spot in front of the camera. He laid on a white box, wearing a fringed white dress shirt with matching slacks and a cheetah-print faux fur coat. He made some seductive poses, Namjoon humming approvingly in Dez's ear as they watched. When he stood, he dropped his eyes to the floor and let his lips twitch into a smirk as he slowly began to unbutton his shirt. Inch by breathtaking inch, he exposed his broad chest and his rich cafe au lait skin. Just as his fingers unclasped the last button, they reached for the button of his pants as his eyes flicked up to the camera.

Dez, Joon, and the photographer all sucked in a quick breath as Taehyung eye-fucked the camera while the corner of his lip twitched up invitingly. Changing the angle of his head and body in small movements, he peeled the shirt and coat off before tossing the shirt directly at the camera and putting the coat back on loosely. His solo shots went very quickly, and the cameraman complimented him on how easy he was to work with. As Tae went into a series of very typical yet highly effective GQ-style poses, Jeongguk joined him in a matching coat and fitted black dress slacks.

They went from Everyman to Everyboy rather quickly, as their suave poses broke down under their playful nature. They began to play and wrestle, boxy smiles and bunny smiles on display as their laughter filled the room. Calming them down, the photographer directed them to remove their coats for the final shots. Tae went first, flexing his back muscles for the camera as Kook helped him out of his jacket. His side profile was sharp as a knife, with even his long lashes having their own shadow against the backdrop, and his neck was its own divine work of art.

Jeongguk removed his coat facing forward, since everyone knew those abs would spike sales exponentially. His lips were full and pouty, and he bit the bottom one and squinted a sexy wink into the camera as he slowly let it leave his teeth. He let his head roll back in a sigh as his coat dropped, relieving himself of the extra heat under the lights as Tae put his hand across his stomach and gave him a determined gaze. Grabbing Tae's wrist, Jeongguk returned the stare as he brought their hands up to the side of his neck. Their faces inched closer together, their eyes intermittently flicking down to look at the other's lips. Tilting their heads, they came closer, until they were sharing breaths as Dez stopped breathing altogether. As they held the pose for a moment, the room filled with sounds of their heavy breathing. A small whimper escaped Dez's mouth, and even Namjoon's arms tensed around her waist as the intense moment seemed to drag on forever.