Kim Taehyung was repositioning his camera and board reflectors when he glanced up and saw who was casually walking onto the set. The male he met earlier.
Park Jimin.
Momentarily stunned, he watched helplessly as Jimin strolled gracefully onto the set, and catching the photographer staring at him, winked. Taehyung's heart skipped a beat and feeling color quickly rising to his cheeks and quickly looked away. Butterflies flew in the photographer's stomach as he flusteredly tried to re-adjust his camera's position.
He's looking at me.
Tae closed his eyes and inhaled deeply in an attempt to clear his head. He needed a clear mind for his first-day shooting. It was critical to the shoot that his head was in the game. He owed it to everyone as the new photographer anyways. It didn't matter that he was "famous" in his field. He had a job to do.
Jimin's POV
Jimin posed prettily for the cameras as they flashed, each bright flare momentarily blinding him. A few minutes later, the shoot had finally finished and he stood up and stretched. As the model rubbed his eyes tiredly, the beautiful male whom he had met earlier approached him casually.
Kim Taehyung.
He caught the model's gaze quickly. "Good job today."
"I could say the same about you."
He chuckled quietly as he ran a hand through his hair. "Thanks," he looked at the ground then back at Jimin. His eyes were now smoldering with a quiet intensity. "I'll see you around." Jimin could only nod. The model's heart was beating so loudly he was sure the other male could hear it. His breathing became shallower as the photographer leaned in close to Jimin and whispered huskily, "Goodbye, Jimin." Jimin felt the older's breath ghost the delicate shell of his ear and butterflies erupted in his stomach. Taehyung turned on his heel as he walked away briskly, now, a confident air about him, leaving the model standing behind wonderfully flustered.
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A/N: I'm fairly new to this (I usually write angst) . Bear with me :)
-R
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Picture Perfect | Vmin
FanficTears streamed down the photographer's face. ❝You make me feel alive. No one has ever made me feel that way before.❞ "Tae, I can't. I'm sorry." Jimin said exasperatedly, running a hand through his hair. "Don't tell me you're sorry, tell me you lov...
