Mon Chérie

ғᴜᴄᴋ ᴛᴏxɪᴄ ᴍᴀsᴄᴜʟɪɴɪᴛʏ

A loud ring of the doorbell echoed through all the house.

Zach opens up and sees Jack with a small smile on his face and a small rose on his hand.

"Good morning beautiful." He greets.

"Morning mon chérie." The brunet pecks his cheek.

"Ready to go?"

"Yeah, let me just put this on water."

Zach fills a cup with water and puts the rose there.

"Let's go."

The brunet tosses him the keys to the tesla.

"You want me to drive the tesla?"

"Well I don't have a license."

"You know I don't have the money to pay you back if I crash the car right?"

"You're not crashing it, I trust you."

They walk to the car and get in. Zach connects his phone to the car and turns on music.

Jack quickly drives to the photoshoot.

"For a guy that never tasted ice cream you have great taste in music."

Zach smiles.

"Just because I'm living under a rock, doesn't mean I can't have great music taste."

"Touché."

"Je ne savais pas que tu parlais français"

"Uhh...what?"

"I said didn't know you spoke french...but never mind." They chuckle.

They walk to the lobby.

"Mr. Herron, good morning, it's on the second floor."

"Thank you." Jack walks towards the elevator.

"What are you doing? We're not going in those death boxes, completely out of question."

"Yes sir." Jack mocks him.

They go up the stairs and Zach gets in a room.

"Mr. Herron! Hello! I'm Zack Caspary. I'm gonna be your photographer today."

Zach shakes his hand.

"Pleasure to meet you, this is my tryout assistant Jack Avery."

"Pleasure to meet you." Jack shakes his hand.

"Mr. Herron, my make up artist, Franny is gonna get you ready for the shoot."

The brunet sits on the chair.

***

"And here you go, the bathroom is right over there."

Zach goes in the bathroom and puts on the underwear.

He gets out of the bathroom and Jack looks up from his phone.

It was like his heart stopped beating for a long long long second.

The brunet in underwear was a sight.

Zach made eye contact with Jack and looked away, a small blush on his face.

"Let's get it started shall we?"

Zack starts giving him indications and the brunet complies to the millimeter.

Jack watched him closely, taking in all the heavenly curves and the flawless lines on his body.

To say he was carved by God himself was an understatement.