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1.6

hey virgins how ya doin

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"That's a w(r)ap!" Hawks shouted from behind the camera. The sweet ladies, who'd been helping to touch up my makeup and adjust my clothing all throughout the shoot, scurried around. Some picked up and put away props that were used, while others helped Hawks with collapsing and putting away the bright studio lights that had previously felt like they were melting my face off.

I took a deep breath, finally being able to relax my shoulders and body after an hour and a half of nearly nonstop posing and following instructions. That, in addition to two outfit changes, left me utterly exhausted, and feeling as though I was immensely weaker than the average person. All the while I was sat posing, I could nearly smell the satisfaction radiating off of Keigo's body as I bent to his every whim- closely listening to him, posing so sultrily before him without hesitation. And though I almost took pleasure in the way he'd pass unnecessary suggestive glances at me, I quickly disregarded it as I noticed that he was giving nearly every other girl in the room that same exact look. So while it did strike a hint of jealousy within me when I first noticed, the confidence that had been ensued in me as I modeled quickly helped to wash it away.

I stood, taking off the hot jacket I was wearing, and following a sweet girl to the dressing rooms once again so that all of their previous work on me could be undone. The fashion in which they took off my makeup and relaxed my hair was calm and tranquil compared to the quarrel and haste that ensued during application. The girls that specialized in dressing gave me back the clothes I had worn on my way here, though I almost felt bad wearing them, since they fell in comparison to the extravagant pieces I was in just mere minutes ago.

Just as I was almost ready to be on my way, and was gathering my things, sure to not leave anything behind, a familiar head of ashen blond popped through the door after a curt knock. His eyes surveyed the room quickly before finally landing on me, his face lighting up a bit once he found my form. The boy gave me a welcoming smile, as if I hadn't been with him just some time ago, and began to speak.

"Y/N! Are you ready to go?" Hawks popped his head through the door, the look on his face making it seem like his question was most casual one in the world.

Possible scenarios ran through my brain, my heart accompanying them by beating a million time a second. I took some quick breaths, hoping to mask my unease. "What?"

"The regular car had to go pick someone else up, so me and you are going in the limo. What, did Mr. Costanza not tell you?"

"No, no he didn't." I scoffed and sighed, pinching my temples as I questioned if this was another string that Hawk's had pulled. I looked at him, exasperated and pleading. "Can't you just... drive your own car?"

His face fell into an almost comical confusion as he lazily pointed a finger at his back and ruffled his red wings. "Do you really think these things would fit in a drivers seat?" he began to lightly chuckle, and I couldn't help but admire how perfectly his smile complimented his face.

I turned away, both hoping he didn't catch the blush forming on the apples of my cheeks, and to clear my head of my obvious stupidity. I surrendered, knowing there was no way out of it, and picked up my bag. We walked side by side down the surprisingly wide and yet somehow unoccupied hallway, nothing but the clacking of our shoes against the polished tile filling my ears.

"So, what'd you think?" the blond asked, though when I turned to look at him to get a read on what he meant, he only stared straight ahead.

"About...?"

This time his head snapped towards my direction as he walked. "The photo shoot, what else?" Keigo smiled.

Another deadbeat sign left my lips.
I could think of a few other things...

"Oh, yeah..." I tore my gaze away from his, instead shyly looking at the ground. "It was fun." The more we talked casually, the more difficult it became for me to look at him with innocence. It seemed as though the longer I stared, the more flashes of him either on top of me seemed to surface.

Soon enough, after one awkward elevator ride, and trudging through some more unusually long hallways, we arrived at the front of the building. The bustle of the bush sidewalks and honking of cars was undismissible. Hawks decided to be his usual gentlemanly self, holding to door to the limo open for me, and then getting in shortly after. As the car ran, it produced little to no sound, and muted everything from outside, and it eased my nerves of being left alone with Hawks, again. Because seatbelts were not required, the cool fabric seats were even more comfortable. I could feel Keigo's gaze on me from where he sat, but somehow I managed to resist all of the temptations building up inside of me.

I did glance over, however, when I heard him shuffle as he moved from the row of seats I was on, to the one opposite of us. I watched his almost decorative hands as he grabbed a sweet snack from the decorative display of food, and became even more intrigued with his movements as he poured and sipped on a tall glass of champagne. The carbon bubbles that fizzled in the drink seemed to match perfectly with the glitter of his own expensive watch, and my eyes clouded with haste when his fitted, shortsleeved dress shirt tugged at his muscles.

I gulped down my desires, took a deep breath, and tried to bring my attention to anything else beside the tempting blond in front of me.

Suddenly, he shouted, "Hey, driver!" Though after a few seconds of silence, became fairly confused. "Oh, right. The backseat is sound proof! My bad." He laughed it off, before leaning to the side to open the little window that allowed for a drift between the front and back seats.

This guy is totally up to something...

I shuffled in my seat, trying to focus more on the building and trees that passed us by more than the conversation Hawks was currently involved in. But, as much as I tried, I couldn't help but overhear.

"We should drop the young lady off first, how long until we reach her place?"

The driver didn't hesitate to answer him, "Because of the sever traffic ahead, I estimate about twenty minutes, sir."

I couldn't help but peek my head over at the blond once more, the smirk I'd expected to be forming already plastered across his lips.

"Lovely." He turned back to me, our eyes locking as that familiar look of satisfaction and lust appeared in his eyes. Suddenly, all of his plans made sense. There was no use in pretending I didn't know what he was trying, and quite frankly, I wasn't in the mood for it.

"I'm not fucking you in a limo." I deadpanned, slightly shaking my head.

Instantly he made an exaggerated frown, accompanied by his infamous, irresistible puppy eyes. "Not even if I beg?" His voice raised in pitch, and he poked out his bottom lip. I shrugged, his proposition becoming more appealing as I thought about it.

"Depends on what you look like while you're begging." I stood my ground.

The stupid bird smiled, and I knew once again he had a trick up his sleeve.

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