Like a Supermodel // KinKun

~ 15 ~

The studio had a pretty chill vibe about it, there were just a lot of things that made Kunimi feel calm as he met with his new photographer, but there was a small bit of pain in his heart. He missed Kindaichi a bit.  

“Well, shall we get started?” Asahi smiled. 

'No,' Kunimi thought, feeling guilty, 'I wanna see Kindaichi again.' 

"Kunimi?" Mattsun asked. 

"Yeah, sure." 

"Alright go see Iwaizumi." 

"Thank you," Kunimi smiled and went to find Iwaizumi. 

"Hey Kunimi," Iwaizumi greeted him and Kunimi smiled slightly taking a seat. 

Iwaizumi started to do his makeup, "is something up?" 

"No."

Iwaizumi looked at him, raising an eyebrow. 

"Well.. maybe.." 

"Come on, you can tell me," Iwaizumi gave him a reassuring smile. 

Kunimi sighed, "I wish Kindaichi was still my photographer." 

"What?!" Iwaizumi dropped his makeup brush, "I… I thought you hated him." 

"I don't know, I just miss him… a lot… I can't stop thinking about him.." 

"That's new." 

"Yeah.." he began to spill what he was holding in, "and he makes me feel special in a way and he tried making me feel better by inviting me to the party and then-" 

He continued rambling on. 

"Wait, stop," Iwaizumi stopped Kunimi, wide eyed, "you.. slept with Kindaichi?!" 

"Uh.. maybe…" 

"Wow, I did not expect that." 

“Yeah, I don’t know what to do,” Kunimi held his head.

“Maybe message him,” Iwaizumi picked up the brush and continued Kunimi’s makeup, “I mean, you have his number and I’m sure he’d like to hear from you.. Especially after what you said to him.”

“Maybe..”

“Wait.. does Kindaichi know that you two… you know..”

“I’m not sure, he hasn’t mentioned anything..” Kunimi muttered. 

“Oh… well ok..” Iwaizumi stood up straighter, “there. Finished.”

“Thank you, Iwaizumi,” Kunimi stood up and sighed, “And… thanks for letting me talk.”

“Anytime, proud of you for finally talking about how you feel.”

And with that, Kunimi walked out to do his work.

~ timeskip ~

Kunimi sat at a table, his sandwich in front of him and reading through his script.

“I’ll be with you… forever,” he muttered quietly, one of his lines. 

He grabbed his tuna sandwich and took a small bite. 

“Hey Kunimi,” a voice suddenly spoke.

Kunimi glanced up, chewing, and choked on his sandwich.

“What are you doing here?!” He glared at Rei, who stood in front of him.

“I need to talk to you,” She informed.

“Yeah, no thank you,” Kunimi chuckled, angrily. 

“Please, Kunimi, it’s important!” Rei pleaded.

“No,” he grabbed his stuff to stand up and leave.

“Kunimi, I’m pregnant… with your baby!”