Brightwin|Soulbound

CHAPTER) 5

Location: BALENCIAGA, Watthana, Bangkok, Thailand
Data: 16th of March 2020 <Monday>
Time: 2:45pm

" Yes, yes Bright perfect! Win, for the hundredth time change your fucking pose." Win nodded his head politely offering a smile.

He's been at the BALENCIAGA shoot with Bright for approximately 5 hours and they still hadn't had a single break. Besides being provided with water or makeup, and a few hair touch-ups here and there.

That wouldn't be considered a break though, if Win couldn't have his eyes closed and stomach stuffed it wasn't a break.

Carson Daniels was their photographer for this shoot, knowing how many famous models he had worked with and his talent in the field, Win was rather excited.
That was until he had gotten scolded nearly 12 times in the span of 30 minutes.
While Win was getting criticised and yelled at Bright was thrown compliments and praises.
Win didn't care though, after all, before they were enemies Win saw Bright as a role model and really looked up to him.
He would never admit it to him though, an ego boost was the last thing that boy needed.

" Okay okay, look up and tilt your heads, that's right, that's right. Wait...Win, what are you doing? I told you, you aren't supposed to pass that line!" Win looked down and was taken aback.
He hadn't passed the line, in fact he was way behind it, his feet stood firmly beside Bright's.

What is this guys problem with me?

"Sorry sir, I'll watch my position," Win mumbled, trying to not lash out on the man.
In his peripheral vision he could see Bright looking at him, Win turned his head in question but was only returned with a blank look, before Bright faced the camera once more.
Carson huffed before walking towards the two he nudged Win rather roughly as he walked passed them.
" God, I need a fucking break." Carson let out, irritated, before leaving the room, the irritating click clack sound of his assistant's shoes invaded their eardrums as she followed after him.
Win winced quietly, rubbing his arm lightly before letting go.
The last thing he wanted was to draw attention to himself, he didn't want Bright or any of the staff to think he was unprofessional or some little wimp that couldn't handle a little pain.

Bright let out a "tch" before cocking his head to the side.
"Hey, you," He pointed to a girl that was staring at them, clearly stuck in a trance. She dropped her notepad and pen, startled from having their eyes on her.
"Get me and him water." He used his index finger to point towards Win without looking at him.
"I don't need water I-" Win tried before Bright shushed him with a simple look.
"Get us water." He repeated this time facing Win daring him to protest.
The girl immediately rushed out of the room, unable to restrain her excitement she let out squeals as she opted towards her destination.
Win sighed before looking down, pursing his lips.
He was feeling quite discouraged, maybe it was his fault the shoot was lasting longer than usual. He kept messing up, he was trying so hard to ensure he met Carson's every expectation but it was all just falling apart for him.
Carson returned shortly, appearing less aggravated.
He walked to his camera silently, resuming the shoot.

His composed image however had been nothing but a paradox, seeming as the next 20 minutes were possibly the worst 20 minutes of Win's whole career.
He thought Carson's short break would have calmed him down but instead he was more riled up than before. He kept yelling at Win mercilessly, taking no acknowledgement to his protests.

"I swear I was facing the camera, I was!" Win claimed, he would never make such an amateur mistake of not facing the camera when he was asked to.
Carson walked towards him again ignoring the murmurs of the staff.
" Are you teaching me how to do my job Win?" He crossed his arms, glaring at the boy.
"N-no sir I'm just saying that I didn't" The room went silent as the boy's head snapped to the side, his cheek adorning a red handprint that almost burned as much as the shame he felt.