A warning knock makes you jump, snapping your head towards the door.
"Yeah?" you call out holding the robe tighter on your body as an assistant pops her head inside with a warm smile on her round face.
"Can we start in ten?" she kindly asks, but there is some mild instancy in her tone and you can't blame her. You've been really taking your time getting ready, but you still don't feel like you are able to walk out. It's unknown why you even agreed to do this in the first place and now you are chickening out.
"Um..." You rush to the door hitting a more confidential tone as you continue. "Ca-Can you please get Charles for me?"
"Is something wrong?" she asks, genuine concern in her green eyes as she holds her clipboard to her chest.
"No!" you reply in an instant probably sounding crazy. "No, I just... I have to talk to him. Can you please tell him to come here? We can start after I talked to him." You force a smile to your lips that most likely looks frightening at the moment, but she nods her head before backing out of your dressing room closing the door behind her.
You lean your back against the door as you cross your arms on your chest. It's not even that cold in there but you have chills and your fingers are so cold you know Charles will complain about them so you dig them under your arms to warm them up a bit. You start chewing on your lower lip when you realize you shouldn't make it swollen before the shoot so you quickly stop yourself.
Another knock is heard on the door behind you and you immediately open it, revealing your concerned boyfriend who is wearing a robe matching yours.
"What's wrong? Is everything alright?" he bombs you with his questions, but you just grab onto him and pull him into the room shutting the door closed.
"I-I don't think I can do this," you jabber, a wave of anxiety washing over you and making you sweat.
"What? Why? What happened?" Charles is out of his mind, not bearing to see you like this. He hasn't seen this side of you too often, you like to appear as collected and focused as possible, being the supportive person, but right now you are just losing it.
When Charles first presented you the idea of you and him having a joined shoot for Calvin Klein for their new campaign you were unsure about it, but he easily talked you into it. You knew it would be iconic and that you would be pretty much the first "non-celebrity" face for the brand, posing with your insanely hot boyfriend in nothing else but your underwear. It seemed like a pretty good idea, but right now you want nothing else than to run out of the building, don't stop until you get home and hide under the safety of your covers. Under the robe you only have your CK panties on and nothing else. You somehow agreed to not wearing anything on the top, covering yourself with props, your arm or Charles himself. In your mind it looked cool, but in reality going out and pose only in your panties in front of the camera and about twenty people working on the set is just scaring the shit out of you.
"I'm uh... I just don't feel comfortable. I don't think I should be doing this." You shake your head, feeling your throat closing up. Charles steps closer and cups your face in his warm hands, forcing you to look him in the eyes.
"Baby, calm down. Everything is fine, just breathe." You sync your breathing with his as you keep eye-contact with him, feeling your body loosening up a bit. "Good, you are doing amazing. Now tell me, what made you panic?"
His thumbs run across your cheeks before his hands drop and take yours, lacing your fingers together.
"I just don't feel like I'm the best person to appear in such a huge thing. I mean, I'm nobody compared to the people who has worked with this brand."
"First of all that's bullshit," he declares immediately. "No one is more than anyone. Second, you are the best person because they wanted a couple and if you haven't known already, you are my girlfriend so I wouldn't be able to do it with anyone else."
You can't help the urge to roll your eyes at him. He is twisting your words out.
"But I'm not a celebrity, why would people want to look at me on the posters and stuff?"
"Baby, have you seen your killer body? Anyone would love to look at it all day long, especially me," he scoffs making you smile and blush.
"You don't need a photoshoot and a national ad campaign to see it," you mumble under your breath.
"I know, but this is an amazing way to show everyone what they are missing," he jokes kissing your cheek shortly. "But seriously. They chose us because they want the pictures to be real and they love the chemistry we have on photos."
You can't argue with that. Since your first appearance together out at a restaurant a year ago you managed to have quite a lot cute paparazzi photos taken of you. It's not like you've been trying hard to look so in love and happy, it's the way life has been with Charles and they just captured those little moments. If you were responsible for finding a couple that would give real emotions away in a shoot you'd choose you and Charles too.
"If you don't want to do it we can still cancel. But I think you can do it, let's just go out, be ourselves and let them capture whatever they want. Just try to imagine that I'm the only one there, okay?"
"If we'd be alone that would turn into something else," you comment with a knowing look, earning an amused laugh from him.
"Keep your dirty thoughts to yourself for a few hours, okay?" Leaning down he kisses your lips shortly before looking into your eyes once again. "So, are we okay? Can you do it?"
"I guess," you answer unsurely, but a lot more calmly now.
The set is pretty minimalistic, a king sized bed with crispy white sheets and a white backdrop that has a slight grey tone to it setting a nice difference between the sheets and itself. Charles doesn't let go of your hand as you walk out and adjust to the setting. The photographer, Glen introduces himself kindly and you feel relieved he is all about making you as comfortable as possible.
"I know this is pretty new and strange for you, I want to make it as pleasant for you as possible," he tells you in a confidential voice. "If you don't feel comfortable with anything please just let us know."
"Thank you," you breathe out thankfully.
You have a short session on the bed, just Glen showing around what he had in mind, showing the angles and settings he imagined and what makes you feel secure is that he actually wants input from you and Charles. You do a couple of shots with the robe on to figure out the best ways to cover your nudity in different poses and it assures you it won't turn into something too erotic.
"Don't worry, I won't let the world see what I see in the bedroom," Charles murmurs into your ear as he takes his robe off leaving him in a pair of white boxers.
"Shut up," you chuckle as you untie yours and with the help of an assistant you take it off while covering yourself at the same time. You won't just go around and be totally topless with a bunch of strangers around you, that's just not happening.
"Okay, let's start with what we talked about, but honestly, do whatever feels right and I'll work with it." Glen shuffles to the left and right a bit while you make yourself comfortable on the bed holding the sheets to your chest. Your fingers hold onto the fabric a bit too tight and Charles notices as he shifts behind you, putting an arm around your waist.
"It's okay, baby. You look incredibly hot." His breath is tickling your neck and when he presses a soft kiss behind your ear you can't help but giggle at the feeling.
"That's perfect!" Glen beams and you realize he has already started shooting without you even noticing.
"See, we are doing just fine," Charles smiles at you and you finally give in and do what was told. Just be you.
It doesn't take too long before you completely forget about your surrounding and put all your focus on Charles. It's really not too different from a typical morning when you are lazily messing around in the bed, you just have your hair and makeup perfectly done and a guy shooting pics of you relentlessly. Basically all possible poses appear on the photos. Charles hugging you from behind, his arms covering your chest, then you pressing yourself against him, looking over your shoulder, his hands on your bare back. The same pose just the two of you kissing passionately. Right after this Charles throws himself down pulling you with him, making you laugh as his arms curl around your body. Glen is running around the bed, snapping photos from different angles as you rest your head on his chest, curled up by his side.
It goes like this for about an entire hour. The number of kisses is uncountable, while the number of photos taken is probably around a million. Luckily you and Charles managed to move in sync and keep yourself covered enough the whole time, but you can tell some pictures are still quite steamy, but you just couldn't help yourself.
"Amazing, you guys did such a great job!" Glen cheers as you finally put your robe on. "I knew it would turn out wonderful, your chemistry really is the best."
"It's easy if you have the right woman with you," Charles grins down at you making your blush immediately as you hug his waist with one arm.
You check out the raw photos together and you totally see why Glenn is so happy about the outcome. They look amazing, he managed to capture so many intimate moment that are just so real and honest, it's quite the aesthetic.
"So, are you ready to see these back on billboards?" Charles teases you as Glen shows you his personal favorites from the shoot that will most likely be featured in the final campaign photos. One is from when he was hugging you behind, you are the only one looking at the camera as Charles's eyes are glued to your face, his strong arms covering your chest while your hands are on his arms. Another one is one of the steamier ones, you are lying on top of him and it was captured right before your lips met for a kiss, eyes already closed, lust all over your faces. You love them. All of them.
Turning to Charles you gift him with a wide smile.
"I'm more than ready," you happily state making him smile down at you proudly.
"That's my girl.
