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Day 1: Red and White

Donghun paid the cabbie as they came to a stop outside of the studio he’d be shooting at for the next couple of days. He grabbed his bag after he was given his card back and slung it over his shoulder. He made sure that he had all his belongings and exited the cab.

He shut the door just in time for the man to drive away and looked up at the studio. It was nice, windows reflected the sunlight as Donghun pushed his sunglasses to the top of his head. His bangs were pushed back and out of his face.

He grabbed his photographer badge and made his way into the studio. He pulled out his phone as he came up with the email sent from the company that contracted him. He took the elevator to the top floor, punched in the code, just like the email said and came to a large loft.

There were people milling around as Donghun stepped off of the elevator. Make-up artists rushing around, clothes on hangers and carts being moved near where they would have the photoshoot.

Donghun watched everyone do their jobs without one glance towards him. This was the only problem with being a contracted photographer sometimes, he never had any clue what he was supposed to do when he showed up.

Sometimes there was someone there to greet him and sometimes, like now, everyone was too busy to give him a cue of where to go.

He looked around for a minute and then figured he might as well start setting up his equipment. He held onto the strap of his bag and gripped his camera case tight as he walked towards the set.

It was very simple and Donghun was appreciative of that. The last couple of jobs he had done were complicated and busy. The editing had been atrocious to complete and took too much of his effort for something that he thought looked gaudy. But the company had been very happy and paid him handsomely so he couldn’t complain.

He was doing well for himself and making a name, his business lately had been constant. But this job was - new.

He started to set up his camera on the stand that was laid out and thought about the description for this job.

The email had read:

Mr. Lee Donghun,
We would like to acquire your services next Friday and Saturday to shoot a campaign ad for a new Saint Laurent line. We were sent your portfolio from a company you had worked with recently and feel your work would compliment the new line well. Please call us at your most convenient time. Our contact information is included in the attached document.

Vogue Korea

He had practically launched his phone across his living room when he had seen it the first time. This was his biggest shoot to date, he had never worked with a designer or company this notarized.

He had called them almost immediately and proceeded to get more details about the shoot. He hadn’t been told too much, really only what was in the email and that he would be working with a well known idol who had just become the new spokesperson for Saint Laurent.

He hadn’t even looked up the idol, it wasn't really something he was interested in. All he knew was a name, Park Junhee. He was probably just another pretty face that got lucky in the industry. Donghun really hoped the guy wasn’t here just because he was popular and because he could actually model.

Donghun had worked with plenty of people over the course of his career that had been pretty but completely unphotographable. There was a skill set needed and just like any other job you couldn’t just step into it.

He finished setting up his camera and checked all the levels and height. He looked through the lens at the scene set before him. There were a few boxes of different heights scattered around, a few lights, white wall and a drapery that was a lacy black covered with flowers.

It felt very - sensual. It was almost romantic how it lay draped over one of the white boxes. His brain jogged how he could use it in the shoot.

He jumped slightly when he felt a hand on his shoulder, he clutched his hand over his chest as the person behind him started to apologize.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” She took her hand off his shoulder and Donghun looked back at her. She had a clipboard in her hand and a headset wrapped around her ear. She smiled at him and he waved his hand.

“It’s no big deal, I was in my own world.” Donghun steadied his breath and fiddled with his camera.

He assumed she was either a manager of the line or of the idol, he was right when she confirmed.

“You must be Mr. Lee. I am Park Junhee’s modeling manager. It’s nice to meet you.” She bowed to him and Donghun took that as his cue to lean down.

“You can call me Donghun.” He paused and watched as she checked her watch. “Will we be starting soon? The light coming in is stunning and would be great to catch for the shoot.”

She nodded her head and tapped her clipboard with her nails. “Yes! Sorry, Junhee should be ready soon. His hair was not being cooperative this morning.” She laughed softly and Donghun smiled at her.

He wondered if the idol was also uncooperative this morning. The manager nodded at him and then walked off when he didn’t respond. He was not great in these moments, small talk with random managers and personnel was not his forte.

He could get the best shots out of a model and talk to strangers easily, but the people on these shoots were not who he normally hung out with. Unless they were a make-up artist or stylist, he had more interaction with them and understood them, seeing as his two best friends also held those jobs.

Working with them on jobs was a dream, but Donghun had been the only one contacted here.

He fiddled around with his camera more and then waited. About five minutes later, he was handed a portfolio by an assistant and flipped through it.

The concepts were laid out in front of him. No clothes or model, but how the staging should be set and the lighting that would be optimal. They had the drapery wrapped over the white boxes, spread out on the floor and a bluish hue in the background.

It was simple and would probably look stunning if the clothes complimented the colors. Donghun put the portfolio down and maneuvered his camera to a spot in the center. He walked over to the lights and flipped them on. He watched them wash the white wall with blue. It looked wonderful with the natural light streaming in.

He grabbed the remote for his camera out of his bag, took off his sunglasses and stepped in front of the camera. He stood still, posed slightly to the side and took a few shots of himself to test what it would look like.

When he felt he had taken enough in different poses he walked over to his computer connected to the camera and looked at the shots. His deep maroon sweater hung off his shoulders and complimented the light. His hair, with its blonde and purple highlights fell in his face and made the colors pop even more.

It looked really good, it would be a simple shoot that would give stunning results. He was starting to get excited about the shoot when he heard a voice off the side.

It traveled from behind him to the front of the set. “Damn, are you sure I'm the one that should be the model here?”

Donghun looked up at the sound of another person’s voice and he stopped short. His breath caught slightly in his throat. The man before him was - well -

Donghun felt a blush creep up his neck and tugged on the collar of his sweater to cover it. The man smirked at him and bit his lip.

“You must be Lee Donghun, the photographer. I’m Park Junhee, your model for the next two days.” His voice was sweet, but there was a slight wickedness to it.

Donghun shook his head and got over his initial shock and laughed slightly. “Nice to meet you Junhee, call me Donghun. And I’m excited to shoot with you today. The clothes look -”

Junhee raised his eyebrows and Donghun wanted to melt. “Good right, they really outdid themselves with this line. I mean the accessories, the vibrant colors. I’m hoping I can at least keep some of it.”

Donghun nodded and watched as the clothes shifted and molded to Junhee’s body. He was professional, of course. He had never had problems with the models, they had all been gorgeous, but Donghun strictly kept everyone at an arm’s length. He worked with beautiful people, he had to learn how to compartmentalize.

Junhee was a different story. Especially in this outfit. Before he could look too much at the details he heard a squawk to his right.

Junhee’s manager was swiftly walking over them and looking at Junhee like he had done something she told him specifically not to do. She walked over to him and grabbed his arm. “I thought I told you to wait. You always do this, we need to finish the set up.”

Junhee rolled his eyes as his manager continued. “And christ you’ve already messed with your hair, it’s everywhere.”

She clicked her fingers and a hairdresser came to their side. Donghun noticed how everyone else had started to congregate to get ready for the shoot. Donghun would need to inform them to back up, he honestly would prefer if it was just him and the model in the room, but he knew that wouldn’t happen.

He would tell them to give them some space if it got too claustrophobic. He saw the hairdresser reach for Junhee’s hair when he turned back, but he made a noise of disagreement and she lowered her hands.

“Do you have a complaint Mr. Lee? I’m sorry about Junhee here, he’s wiley.” Junhee’s manager had a look on her face that told him this happened often, but he did have a complaint.

“Uhm, yeah. I - actually can you leave his hair it compliments the whole ensemble really well. And actually I’m ready if Junhee is. The light is perfect right now and I’d really like to get started.” Donghun’s voice rose to be more confident by the time he finished and all three of them were looking at him.

The hairdresser raised her eyebrows and scoffed. “His hair is a mess.”

Donghun raised his back at her. “And I’m a professional photographer who thinks that it will look really good in the photos.”

Her jaw dropped open and he saw Junhee beside her bite his lip. He shook a bit trying to control his laughter. Donghun smiled. He already liked him, he could tell there was a wildness to him and Donghun enjoyed it.

The hairdresser shook her head and stomped off. Junhee’s manager eyed him and then rolled her eyes. She pointed to Junhee. “Behave and listen. We’ll be over there -” She pointed to behind the camera a little ways off where there were tables of food and chairs to sit. She clicked her fingers and called a makeup artist over.

She turned Junhee’s face every way to make sure the make-up looked good in the light. Donghun held his tongue, if she tried to touch him up more he’d say something. The make up artist seemed satisfied, gave him a thumbs up and a pat on the cheek.

They all left him alone with Junhee and Donghun let out a breath. He turned to the people behind him and grit his teeth. “I would really like to work with Mr. Park one on one if that’s okay. If I need any help I'll let you know.”

Everyone in the area gave him a confused look but they scattered. Like he said, he didn’t like to work with too many people around. This process was intimate enough, he didn’t want others breathing down his neck.

He turned back and saw a smirk flash across Junhee’s face. “What?”

Junhee shrugged his shoulders and walked closer to the camera. “Nothing.”

Donghun raised his eyebrow. And Junhee smiled. “It’s just - most photographers don’t get much into the hair and make-up. They just take the photos.”

Donghun hummed and nodded his head as he grabbed his camera. “Well, Mr. Park. There’s a reason why my business is growing steadily and why I’m here today and not someone else.”

Junhee eyed him up as Donghun walked closer to him. Donghun got right up to him, their feet just a few inches apart as he wrapped his camera around his neck and let it hang in front of him. “I take pride in knowing every aspect that goes into my craft - and” he held out a hand “May I?”

Junhee was confused for a second until he realized Donghun was pointing to his jacket. He nodded and Donghun reached towards him to fix the lapel. “I need the photos to be perfect and I have a vision and the only people that need to be a part of that are you and me.”

He finished and brushed a stray hair off Junhee’s shoulder and then looked back up at him. He slowly grabbed Junhee’s chin and turned his head to the side. He stuck his tongue out slightly and Junhee’s breath caught.

Purple strands of long hair fell in his face. “Damn. That light is stunning.” He lightly moved a couple hairs and rearranged them around Junhee’s brow with his other hand and then smiled.

He let go and Junhee felt his whole body melt into it. Donghun stood back and tried to stop his own racing heart. He was a professional, damn it.

He pulled up his camera and took a quick shot of Junhee with his face still turned slightly. He smiled down at it and then held the camera up. “What do you think?”

Junhee was slightly taken aback with the photo. His hair had not looked that good when the hairdresser styled it out of his face, but Donghun had brought some pieces forward and framed his face. And he was right, the light looked amazing.

He didn’t have words. Donghun smiled. “Ready to get started?”

Junhee nodded and watched as Donghun backed up. His sweater fell slightly from his shoulder, sweater paws gripped his camera and when he looked up at Junhee through his bangs Junhee knew he was screwed.

Donghun walked back over to the computer and checked to make sure everything was set up and then eyed Junhee. “Give me a minute, okay, I need to think about the scene. Just - stand there.”

Junhee nodded his head and stood in the same spot, he swayed a little. Donghun finally really looked at the outfit. He wished he was blind. He now understood why the set was so simple, Junhee made up for it.

Junhee’s hair was messily styled thanks to his own hands and some of Donghun’s placement. Silver earrings dangled enticingly and accentuated the curls at the nape of Junhee’s neck.
His eyes lowered to the rest.

A bright red suit jacket laid over Junhee’s naked chest. It looked velvet and when Donghun had touched it he had confirmed that. It shined in a certain light and had a deeper red flowery pattern. Donghun didn’t want to mention the bright red leather pants that sat low on Junhee’s hips, nor did he want to acknowledge the black and silver body chain that hung from his neck.

The rings on his fingers, the black boots he wore, all of it just accumulated into one of the most stunning looks Donghun had ever seen. His camera was going to love this, him on the other hand needed to control himself.

He finally figured out what he wanted to do and decided to start off easy. Junhee perked up when Donghun started to speak. “Okay, we’re going to start easy and then progress. I’m pretty tactile so let me know if you’re not comfortable with me touching you or moving you around.”

Junhee smirked. “Do whatever you want with me.”

Donghun gave him a look and pushed his tongue to the roof of his mouth. Oh, was this a challenge. Donghun wasn’t sure he wanted to play the game.

“Well, that’s good to know.” He coughed and he heard Junhee laugh. He plowed through. “Let’s just start off with a simple pose. Uhm -”

Donghun decided to just fuck it and lean into what he said. He did his best work with his hands. He took his time to place Junhee exactly how he wanted as he heard music start to play over the speakers. He then finally felt like he was in the moment and his visions for this all came together.

“Place your right hand on your pocket, thumb pulling a bit.” Junhee did exactly what he asked and Donghun pushed his shoulder back slightly. “Now, put your right left foot right in front and -”

He reached down and made sure Junhee’s leg was in the right position. Junhee’s left hand fell on his shoulder. He looked up at him and smiled. “Cock your hip out a bit.”

Junhee listened and then he straightened Junhee’s left arm. “Good, uhm - tilt your head up slightly and -”

Junhee was a natural with this part apparently because immediately his face said model. The hair around his eyes and his slightly jutted chin. Donghun swallowed and nodded. “Perfect. Now from here I’ll take some shots. Feel free to kind of move around just a bit so we can get some different angles.”

He stepped back and leaned back enough so he could get all of Junhee. “Okay, here we go. Give it to me.”

Junhee’s face lit up before it went back to what it was before but his eyes said, oh I will.

Donghun started to capture the man in front of him. Junhee was a natural, and after the first couple of pictures it was clear. He leaned slightly to the side when Donghun did, straightened up when Donghun pulled his camera straighter, tilted his chin back and to the side when Donghun made a motion with his hand.

They didn’t talk for a few minutes but there wasn’t a lack of communication. Junhee moved with him in the way professional models did. Junhee wasn’t just a normal idol, he had a gift for this.

Donghun smiled as he looked at the shots of Junhee standing. “God, these are already amazing.” He looked up at Junhee and the other was beaming.

“Really, can I see?” He looked like a puppy after he stopped posing. Donghun shook his head. “Not yet, when we’re done.”

Junhee huffed and then got back into position. “Yes, sir. How do you want me now?”

Donghun almost short circuited. He looked up from his camera through his lashes and held his breath as Junhee winked at him.

Fuck it, he thought, I’ll play this game.

Donghun tilted his head at him and licked his lips. Junhee tracked the motion.

“Stay standing, I want to capture the jewelry and the jacket closer.” He stepped up to Junhee and watched as the idol swallowed. “I’m going to get close, so let me know if you get uncomfortable.”

Junhee nodded. “Go for it, I’m just here to look good.”

Donghun scoffed. “Mhm, you’re doing that very well.”

He heard Junhee cough and smirked as he looked down at his camera. He walked over to the lights to try and get the smile off of his face. He picked one up and moved it slightly closer to Junhee, then walked back over to him.

He grabbed the other man’s shoulders, the velvet jacket soft underneath his palms. The muscle underneath that was firm and strong, Junhee was broader up close.

He smoothed down the jacket once he had Junhee in the right light and stepped back a bit and pulled up his camera. He took a random shot to see the lighting and Junhee squawked. “I wasn’t ready, you shit.”

Donghun realized what he had just done and let out a laugh. “Sorry, I always have to take a test shot when I mess with lighting or positions. I’ll warn you next time.”

He eyed Junhee and shook his head at the look on his face. “Drama queen.”

Junhee mocked offense and hit Donghun on the arm. It had barely been a couple hours and Donghun already felt a connection with this man that he had never had before with a client. It tilted his world a bit, he stared at his camera.

Junhee laughed and then got back into position. “Okay, I’m actually ready now.” He waited for Donghun to answer, but the man was now staring down at his camera.

Junhee snapped a finger at him and Donghun shot his head up. Donghun clicked off the picture. “Sorry - oh, yes let’s go ahead and start.” The random shot for lighting he had taken, well, he’d maybe have to get that one developed on the side.

Junhee waited for direction and Donghun gave it to him easily. “Hands in pockets. Be cocky, like this is nothing for you. Like wearing thousands of dollars worth of clothes is your everyday. Pretend like -.” Donghun paused.

He cocked his head at Junhee and squinted. “Seduce me.”

Junhee’s eyes got wide and then his tongue met the roof of his mouth. “Very professional Mr. Lee.” He didn’t need to pretend to be cocky, he already was.

Donghun sighed. “Seduce the camera, Mr. Park. The challenge is if you can actually seduce me the pictures will look more real.”

Junhee raised his eyebrows. “Okay, bet.”

Donghun threw his head back and laughed. He missed the way Junhee’s face lit up.

He caught his breath and fiddled with his camera. “Let’s start, seeing as we’ve wasted some time.”

Junhee shrugged a shoulder. “I’ve got all day - and you can have me for the night too if you need it.”

Donghun sucked in a breath and got his camera ready. “Just - Just smolder for me Junhee.” Then he promptly dropped down to his knees a few feet away from him.

He watched Junhee’s body react, and saw a shiver race through him. “You good?”

Junhee looked shocked. “What are you doing?”

Donghun smiled sweetly as he leaned back on his ankles and held up the camera. He wiggled it slightly. “Getting a good shot.”

Junhee leaned towards him a bit. “From the blowjob angle.”

Donghun choked on his own spit and coughed. He looked up at Junhee bewildered. “Now, that’s a photography term I’ve never heard of.”

Junhee smirked. “My own personal naming system.”

Donghun just shook his head, then looked behind him to find the source for the music. He caught the eye of an assistant and told them to turn it up. His thoughts were too loud.

The music was turned up and Junhee raised an eyebrow. “Ready?”

Donghun held up his camera and framed Junhee. “That’s my line.”

And with that he leaned fully back as much as he could and photographed from an angle that made goosebumps race across his skin.

Again, Junhee moved with him. He was mouthy and bratty when the camera wasn’t on, but the minute Donghun caught him in frame he turned it into sultry and cocky.

He looked down the lens straight at Donghun and did what was asked. Donghun got beautiful shots of his eyes, hair a mess on his face. Close ups of the chain around his neck that lead down his stomach. A shot that was just half of Junhee’s face, lips full and red. The red of the jacket was such a compliment to his own skin he didn’t want to stop.

He ended up laying on the floor at one point. Shoulder blades against the concrete of the loft and shot Junhee as he looked off into the distance. The blue and purple lights hit him at such an angle that the shadows cast wouldn’t even need to be edited to appear more haunting.

Junhee even took it upon himself to change up the positions. Arms stretched high above his head as the jacket rose and showed off the leather pants more.

He played with the chain and dragged it across his skin. He cocked his hip and wrapped his hand around a wrist and leaned forward into the camera. He smirked and smoldered and licked his lips.

And Donghun was glad he was already on the floor, because his knees felt tingly.

Donghun felt great about what they had and then he had an idea, he really wanted to use the lace drapery.

“Okay, I have an idea. And I don’t really have a specific position I want you in. But -” Donghun pointed over to the drapery and raised an eyebrow.

Junhee smiled at him and then jogged towards it. Donghun grabbed one of the smaller white boxes and placed it in the middle of the floor. He positioned the lights and then watched as Junhee walked towards him, the drapery like a cape behind him.

He smiled at the sight and then pulled up his camera. “Give it to me, baby.” He felt almost silly, the music pumping through the speakers was upbeat, the voice recognizable from the last song.

Junhee gave him a look and then twirled with the drapery as he laughed. He threw his head back, his jacket wide open, as black lace streamed around him. Donghun clicked his camera quickly as Junhee showed off.

They both ended up struggling to stand upright as Junhee tried to walk back over to the white box. Donghun huffed and then went to the computer to check out the photos.

When he clicked to the ones he had just taken, his heart stopped and his face snapped up to Junhee who had covered the box with the drapery and was laying with his feet out and head towards the floor.

Donghun looked back down at the photos and had to take a second. They were stunning, honestly if they didn’t use these for the campaign Donghun might sue.

He took in a breath and then walked back on the set, Junhee started to sit up but Donghun clicked his tongue. “Actually stay like that.” He hovered closer and then walked over to where Junhee’s face was looking up at him from an inch off the floor.

He pulled up his camera, angled it down and then snapped a few shots. He checked them out and they looked amazing.

He bent down and softly brushed a strand of hair off Junhee’s face. “Tell me when all the blood has rushed to your head and we can change positions.” Junhee laughed softly and closed his eyes. Donghun took the shot, making sure to capture his jacket with it.

He took a couple minutes to find different angles. Had Junhee place his hands on the floor, his body was just sprawled over the box. He had him turn slightly to capture the light that bounced off his jacket.

Junhee came up with many different poses for his hands, while they worked Donghun hummed along to the songs and thought about how he had never worked with a model that had felt so insync with him before.

He took his cues and then made up his own. These pictures would set a standard. Junhee would have a deal with Saint Laurent for years and Donghun already hoped he’d get to be the one to shoot the spreads.

Eventually, Junhee giggled and rolled off the box. He hit the floor with a small thump and then rolled to his side, one hand held up his head. His right leg bent and he smirked at Donghun.

“Paint me like -” Junhee started to say before Donghun shoved him over.

“Do not make a titanic joke right now. You are insufferable.” Donghun laughed as Junhee laid down on his back. It gave Donghun an idea, but he’d hold off on that. They still had a whole day tomorrow.

He then had Junhee take some different shots standing on the box, hip cocked. He looked like royalty. His hands on his neck, in his hair, running down his chest.

Donghun needed a drink of water.

And, as he looked through some of the pictures, they needed to show off the jacket more.

Donghun placed his camera on the stand and stood and stared at Junhee. He bit his lip and Junhee watched him. “What’s running through your mind? I can see it spinning.”

Donghun put a hand over his mouth as he kept thinking. “I think - are you comfortable with taking the jacket off?”

Junhee gave him a look and then shrugged. “Sure, my pleasure.” He started to take it off and Donghun waved his hands.

“We’re not doing a topless shoot, I just want to show off the jacket a little better. Uhm, let’s go ahead and do some shots with it thrown over your shoulder and then some where you have it on but it’s just laid across your shoulders.” Donghun hummed when he finished, happy with the idea.

Junhee looked at him and finished taking the jacket off. He threw it over his shoulder messily and then turned his back to Donghun. He looked over his shoulder, through his lashes and Donghun had to catch his breath.

Junhee brushed his mouth across the jacket and then looked down, Donghun caught a blush along his cheek. It was soft but there.

He walked up to him and held out a hand. Junhee nodded his head and Donghun fixed the placement of the jacket. He made sure that it covered most of Junhee’s back and that it fell nicely and wasn’t wrinkled.

He stepped back and grabbed his camera. “Test shot.” Junhee stood still as Donghun took a couple pictures. They looked really good.

“Okay, just stay standing like that. One knee pulled up so just the toe of your boot is on the floor. And I’ll tell you when I want your face.”

Junhee turned and winked at him and then turned his head to the back of the set. Donghun took his time to get the best angle and once he found it he got to work again.

There were simple directions of “head down” and “look to the ceiling” and “look to the side” before Donghun decided it was time for Junhee to actually look at the camera.

“Now look at me over your shoulder, turn your hips slightly, and -” Donghun stopped short as Junhee did what he asked and looked at him from under his eyelashes. The look he gave him was soft and Donghun felt his heart clench.

“Just - make me love you.” Donghun pulled the camera up and caught a look on Junhee’s face he couldn’t decipher through the lens.

Junhee looked beautiful and Donghun honestly never wanted to stop taking pictures of him. He hummed the song over the radio, one that had played multiple times and took plenty of pictures.

He finished and then set up the next shot with the jacket over Junhee’s shoulder. He had Junhee hold the drapery in front of him for a shock of black as he kept his back towards him. The contrast was beautiful, Junhee looked up at the ceiling and the jacket shimmered slightly.

And then Junhee turned, and Donghun got a full view of him. He kept his camera up and snapped pictures but he wasn’t sure what they would look like. Junhee’s chest was out, the jacket laid beautifully across his shoulders and the black drapery cast to the side. He only took a few before he knew it was too much.

He was about to tell Junhee they were done with this set when Junhee’s manager popped up behind him. “Lunch time, and Junhee after you need to change for the next outfit. You have one more today and then two more tomorrow.”

She snapped her fingers at him and Junhee rolled his eyes. He walked away to the dressing room and Donghun placed his camera next to his computer. He heard Junhee’s manager come up beside him and there was an intake of breath.

“Oh, wow. Those are -” He looked over at her as she spoke, a little breathless.

“They’re gorgeous, Junhee really is talented.” Donghun flipped through a couple more as she took them in. “I have worked with models that were trained from a very young age and Junhee, if I didn’t know better, seems like he’s been doing this for a long time. He could run circles around a lot of the professionals I’ve photographed.”

She smiled but didn’t look away from the pictures. “He -” She paused for a minute as she saw the ones of him laughing and twirling. She tapped on the screen. “I’ll want those edited. And, thank you, really.”

She finally looked up at Donghun. “He’s had a hard time, but recently he’s started to get traction and now he’s getting campaigns and spreads and his songs are charting. Who knows why? But I think it might just be that he captures you. Once you’ve given yourself a chance with him, you don’t look back.”

Donghun heard a commotion over by the food and watched as Junhee, dressed in a robe, chain taken off of his body, laughed with one of the staff. He turned back to the manager and she smiled at him. “Physical proof of that is always nice to see.”

Donghun coughed as she smiled and then winked at him. She patted his shoulder and pointed to the food. “Go enjoy a break Mr. Lee, and uh - you’re doing an incredible job. I’ll make sure to keep your name on my list.”

Donghun gave her a questioning look but she just walked towards one of her assistants and grabbed a clipboard. Donghun made sure his camera was plugged in and charging and stuffed his hands in his jeans as he walked over to the food.

He grabbed a couple sandwiches, a bag of chips and water and looked at the tables set out. Everyone was scattered around, he also noticed there were less people here than before. Many had probably decided they didn’t need to be here anymore. Now, there was just the necessary staff. Lighting, make-up, stylist and some executives from Vogue Korea. Their suits were crisp, clean and probably just as expensive as the clothes Junhee was modeling.

He spotted the idol sitting cross legged in a chair, he had a plate similar to Donghun’s and was slightly swaying in his seat as he munched on some chips. His feet were bare and like Donghun noticed earlier the chain across his neck was gone, his skin a slight red from where it had sat.

His hair was messier than before, like he had run his hands through it many times. The robe he wore was thin, it was warm outside so it made sense. The fans overhead kept Donghun cool in his thin sweater.

Junhee looked over to him as he picked up his sandwich. He smiled, took a bite and then cocked his head in a motion to tell Donghun to join him. Donghun couldn’t resist the pull to actually talk to the idol more.

He walked over to him and sat across from him, he set his plate down and looked up at Junhee. He winked at him, at least he was consistent. Donghun wasn’t sure if it was flirting or that was just the idol’s personality.

He decided to just see where this went. He picked up his sandwich and bit into it as Junhee finished his chips.

He then sat back in his chair, brought one leg up, wrapped a hand around his knee and squinted his eyes at Donghun.

“Where did you come from?” His tone was serious and Donghun was very confused.

He put his sandwich down and wiped his hands off on a napkin as Junhee messed his own hair up even more. “What do you mean? Like where I’m from, where I live?”

Junhee slowly smiled and then looked down at the table and laughed. “No, I mean, what school did you go to? How did you get so good at this? I’ve worked with a lot of photographers and no one is like you?”

He could see Junhee meant it as a compliment. Pleasant surprise spread across his face. He grabbed a chip and tapped it on his plate, he chewed on it to think of what to say. “Oh. Uhm - it wasn’t a prestigious art school, just a regular old college.”

Junhee titled his head like he was ready to listen so Donghun plowed on. “I have always liked taking pictures and setting up the scenes and shots. I used to make my friends pose for me all the time so I could practice.”

“One of them is a make-up artist and his boyfriend, my other friend is a stylist so they understood. I use my instagram and twitter as portfolios, honestly. And I guess I’m just always behind the camera.”

Donghun licked his lips and watched as Junhee kept his gaze, actually interested. “I - uh, never liked being in front of it, but I really wanted to take pictures.”

Junhee gave him a look as he took a sip of water. “I can not think of a reason why you wouldn’t want to be behind the camera.”

Donghun shrugged. “Confidence was a struggle when I was younger, I’m better now, I know that I’m not hideous and don’t mind it every once in a while.”

Junhee scoffed and leaned back in his chair more, Donghun wanted to tell him to place all four legs of it on the floor. “Hideous. Okay, sure. Have you actually seen yourself? And I don’t mean through your own eyes.”

Donghun raised an eyebrow. “I’m not sure what that means.”

Junhee finally leaned forward and the chair thudded back onto the floor. “I mean -” He looked up to the ceiling and took a noisy breath in and out through his nose, before he looked at Donghun again. “I mean, have other people taken your picture? People that love you and look at you like you're - I don’t know, worthy of it?”

Donghun was taken aback slightly. “I -”

Junhee bit his lip. “I didn’t think I was attractive for a long time. I was worried that if I became an idol I wouldn’t be able to live up to the visual standards. Until - well, until I met my friend Yuchan. He would take pictures of me doing laundry, singing in the living room, cooking dinner, laughing at a movie. And one day I just looked at them and knew I was.”

Donghun cocked his head to the side. “Knew you were what?”

Junhee smiled sweetly and grabbed his phone. He unlocked it and scrolled for a couple seconds before he turned the phone to Donghun. “I knew I was attractive to other people, that I was wanted and loved.”

Donghun scrolled through an album that looked very personal to be showing someone he had just met hours ago.

Junhee placed a hand on his and Donghun shot his gaze up to the other man. “I’m not in love with Yuchan, he’s my best friend. But I do love him and he loves me. And when he takes pictures of me, it doesn’t matter what I look like because he thinks I’m beautiful. And it shows through his photos of me.”

Donghun handed the phone back to him. He couldn’t look at any more pictures of Junhee petting dogs or wrapped in soft blankets. His brain might stop working.

“Why are you telling me this, we barely know each other?” Donghun was a little confused.

Junhee just shrugged his shoulders as he went to pick up his plate. “Because when I saw some of the pictures you took -” Donghun’s jaw dropped, because he had only shown Junhee one, he must have taken a peek. “I saw myself through your eyes and to be honest, I’ve never felt more confident.”

Donghun didn’t know what to think of that statement. Junhee just stood up and smiled at him. “Let the people you love show you who you are, Donghun.”

He walked away to throw away his trash and headed back to get ready for the next set of clothes.

Donghun finished his food, threw it away and went back to his computer and camera. The speakers overhead played another song from what seemed to be the same artist that he had heard earlier.

This song was a little more melancholy, but beautiful and almost haunting. He swayed along to it as he looked through the pictures that had already been taken.

Donghun honestly could not believe how well they had turned out. You could feel the confidence Junhee had through the photos and Donghun had a moment where he remembered what Junhee had just said at lunch. That he felt confident with Donghun, more than ever.

It shook him and took him by surprise how much he liked the idea of Junhee feeling that way because of Donghun’s photography, of how he handled the shoot. He had just been doing what he always did, maybe, he had to admit to himself, a little more personal than normal.

But he couldn’t find it in himself to care or to call himself out on a lack of professionalism. Photography was intimate. It was two people, who had to capture a connection through a medium that could not talk, at least not in words. Junhee said plenty in these photos.

They spoke of not only his confidence, but his sensuality and bravery. They spoke of his talent, the way he moved and sought out the camera. The pictures made Donghun feel like he was looking at a piece of the idol that was more intimate and demanding than any other model he had worked with.

Park Junhee was more than anyone he had ever worked with.

***

Donghun played around with some of the pictures as he waited for Junhee to finish up, he touched up one just to see what effects might look best. Honestly, the pictures didn’t need much work, he really didn’t want to touch Junhee’s skin or - well any of him. Not on the screen at least.

He messed around with some of the equipment and tried out some different lighting and then was given a new box of accessories for the set. There were some beautiful flowers and crystals, everything was awash in white and gold.

It was almost blindingly bright and then Donghun turned to see something even brighter, more beautiful.

Junhee walked out of the changing room, finished with his new make-up and styling and Donghun’s breath caught. He quickly pulled up his camera around his neck and said “Test shot” so loudly that it echoed off the loft walls.

Junhee’s head shot over to him, distracted from talking to his manager and looked at Donghun as the other man raised his camera. He watched Donghun smile from behind the equipment and snap a photo. He didn’t smile at first, his expression was one of surprise.

He watched Donghun snap a couple photos, mouth open, distracted. Donghun’s hair was a little messier than before, his hands must have been going through it while he waited. His sweater was also hanging off his shoulder and tan skin peeked through.

Junhee’s mouth went a little dry, but he schooled his face into a smirk and pushed his confidence forward. Donghun didn’t stop taking pictures as Junhee walked towards him, only comedically acted like it was a runway shoot.

Junhee didn’t know how him and this man he had just met hours before already had this connection. He laughed as he strutted back towards him, his new white shirt billowed behind him.

Donghun smiled wide as he pulled down the camera as Junhee reached the set. “Did you get some good one? I haven’t been on a runway yet, but I think that I’d kill it. What do you think?”

Donghun looked down at his camera and flipped through some of the shots. Junhee tried to sneak a peek but Donghun held the camera close to his chest. He tsked. “Now, now, you already apparently snuck some peaks earlier.”

Junhee scoffed and Donghun winked at him. Junhee’s stomach felt like it had dropped off a 10 story building. Donghun’s voice was silky when he spoke again. “And to answer your question, I don’t think anyone would be left alive if you were allowed to walk a catwalk.”

And with that he turned and walked to stand in front of the set, ready for Junhee to join him. Junhee puffed out his chest and walked towards him, slightly shaky. Until he saw the way Donghun watched him without the camera, eyes tracked his movement precisely and Junhee felt the confidence in him boost.

He felt like grabbing Donghun by the hips, putting his mouth on the exposed skin of his shoulder, brushing the hair back across his face.

It was like Donghun could read his mind at that moment because he ran his hands through his hair, pulled a hair tie from around his wrist and scooped it up into a small ponytail. Pieces flew around his face and fell down his neck, but the purple of his bangs and blonde of the crown of his head almost paralyzed Junhee. God, he was gorgeous.

Junhee shook away his thoughts as Donghun looked back up at him, he had to concentrate. If anything he couldn’t afford to be affected by Donghun, especially as he took photos. This all relied on him looking like he was the one who needed to be swayed. He needed to be the one in the photos people wanted, he didn’t need to be the one who wanted.

He stood in the middle of the set and fiddled with the strings on his shirt as he waited for Donghun to give him direction.

The other finally looked up and caught his eye. He smirked and pulled on the strings more to show off more of his chest, Donghun’s eyes widened slightly and then he just shook his head. Junhee did have fun playing with him.

Donghun walked over to a box in the corner and started to pull out a few crystals and some flowers. He pulled out a white lace sheet from another box and moved one of the white boxes they had used earlier to the center of the room.

He placed everything in a strategic pattern, watched him pull up his camera to look at it through his lens, and then rearrange them. He repeated the process for a few minutes until Junhee could see he was satisfied. The set up looked incredibly well put together. It made Junhee’s insides boil. The competency was - well Junhee didn’t want to think about it too hard.

Donghun looked up at him when he was done and bit his lip. He did that a lot, Junhee could already tell.

Donghun wasn’t sure how to handle Junhee in this outfit, he had distracted himself with setting up the scene but now he had to take a moment to really take in the outfit.

“Uhm - sit down with your back to the box. We’ll take a lot sitting down and then we can do some standing.” Donghun swallowed and watched as Junhee sat down. The pants he was wearing shimmered in the light, a white leather that was closer to cream than pure white. They were stunning pants and looked incredible on Junhee.

The shirt he wore reminded Donghun of the paintings he saw of pirates, no jacket or sword sheathed into their belt. Just a white, billowing shirt, strings attached to the collar. There was a more delicate body chain around Junhee’s neck that hung down in between his chest. There was a nautical symbol in the middle made out of crystals.

He watched Junhee lean back on the box and swallowed. He placed his arms behind him, chest pushed out and head up. His hair was too fixed for Donghun’s liking, it needed to frame his face better.

He walked over to where Junhee practically sprawled over the floor, the idol smirked up at him. “Is this to your liking?” Donghun narrowed his eyes at him and then kicked one of his legs to the side.

Junhee’s mouth opened wide at the intrusion but a small laugh erupted from him. “Well, then. Just move me however you like I guess.”

Donghun leaned down and raised an eyebrow. “You are just here to be pretty aren’t you. So behave and listen.”

Donghun watched Junhee blink a few times, he thought maybe he had gone too far but then Junhee licked his lips. He leaned forward slightly. His hand came up to the strap of the camera around Donghun’s neck and he pulled slightly. Donghun leaned a little into his space but laid a hand on the ground to steady himself.

Junhee smirked. “Is that a challenge? I'm not very good at it usually.”

Donghun watched as Junhee judged the expression on his face. Donghun wasn’t sure what it said, but he was sure it wasn’t professional.

Donghun reached up his free hand and gently grabbed the hand around the strap of his camera. He pried Junhee’s hand off and held it up. “Be good, please.”

He felt Junhee sink slightly, and his hand practically went limp in his grip. Oh? That was interesting.

He slowly moved Junhee’s hand as the idol watched him. He placed it so his arm was bent on the box and his hand was hanging down. “There. That’s better.”

Donghun titled his head and watched him. Junhee’s mouth quirked up, but it was softer than before. There was a confidence there that underlined everything. Donghun was out of his mind, they had just met this morning, there was no way there was a connection this fast. Junhee was just hot - and sweet and stunning and talented and -.

Donghun shook his head. “Can I please fix your hair? It’s too -”

Junhee raised his eyebrows. “Fixed. Yeah, go ahead. I told the hair stylist that it needed to be messier but she refused.”

Donghun laughed lightly and thought about how Byeongkwan, not only a trained make-up artist, but a self trained hair stylist, would have balked at too fixed hair.

Donghun smiled as Junhee lifted up his chin slightly for him. He reached his hand out and ran a hand through Junhee’s hair, it was soft under his fingers. He brushed it out slightly and then made sure his bangs framed his face.

The whole time Junhee watched him, his eyes never left his face. The confidence in this man was unparalleled. Donghun would have been blushing to his toes by now with how close they were. But Junhee - he looked down at him. There was a rosy tint to his cheeks, Donghun took in a long breath and finished his work.

He grabbed his camera from around his neck when he was done and scootched back slightly. He held up the camera and shook it slightly. Junhee rolled his eyes and nodded. “Go ahead, take your test shot.”

Donghun smirked and held up the camera so he could see how it all looked. Honestly, the set up was amazing and Donghun was really proud of himself for it. Junhee surrounded by bright flowers and crystals. Lights bounced off of each other and created crystalized rainbows.

Donghun took a picture and then checked it out. He didn’t think he’d ever seen a spread for fashion look this - well artistic.

He smiled softly, Junhee looked bright and stunning. They were different than the other pictures in the red, softer and more welcoming. They were just as beautiful. This person was someone you’d want to get to know, take to lunch, talk about your life with.

On the other hand, Junhee could easily seduce someone in this outfit and Donghun looked up to see a huge smirk on Junhee’s face. “Look good?” He winked and Donghun scoffed.

He reached out and lightly smacked the side of Junhee’s leather clad thigh. The idol bit his lip and smiled. “Eh, they’re decent.”

Junhee squealed and reached for Donghun. The photographer laughed heartily and leaned back to try and get the camera out of the way. Junhee screamed. “You little shit.”

He reached for the camera as he held a hand down on Donghun’s chest. Donghun let him win the wrestling match as Junhee sat down hard and pulled up the picture.

He sat staring at it for a few seconds too long. Donghun started to sit up, the hand on his chest slipped down. Junhee’s face wasn’t immediately readable, but Donghun could see a little wonder there.

He smiled softly. “What do you think? It’s a lot brighter than the other ones but -”

Junhee’s hand pulled away from where it rested low on his stomach, Donghun didn’t even think he realized it was still there.

“Junhee -” Donghun said softly and Junhee’s gaze snapped up to him.

“Sorry, I just -” These look amazing and they’re just test shots. “I -” There was a waiver in Junhee’s voice. “Thank you for making me look so good.”

His voice went from small to sultry in seconds and Donghun rolled his eyes and Junhee laughed.

Donghun grabbed the camera from him and shook his head. “Brat. Get back in position.”

Junhee leaned back and cocked his hip to the side. “Yes, Mr. Lee.”

Donghun tripped on his way back to the camera stand. He whispered under his breath, “Menace”.

Donghun made sure all the lights were perfectly set on Junhee, lifted his camera and then started taking the pictures with the new set and outfit.

These, he thought, were going to turn out so beautiful people would have no choice but to buy the clothes.

Junhee played with the camera well, he sprawled out on the floor, messed around with the crystals, and just generally made Donghun smile as he took the pictures.

Junhee would run a hand through his hair and tilt his head up and clothes his eyes, the lights would catch on his skin, the slight view of his chest, and illuminate him. He exuded confidence and Donghun could feel it even through the pictures.

At one point Junhee laid on the floor in front of the box, flowers piled up on it, and he stretched his legs out. The white leather pants elongated his form and he stretched his hands above his head.

Donghun got a bit closer and shot him from above on a separate box. He looked up at the camera and flirted so well that Donghun had to steady himself so he didn’t trip off.

Junhee laughed softly and raised an arm up towards the camera, he played like he was reaching for something. His eyes practically twinkled and Donghun tried to act like this didn’t bother him.

Eventually, he couldn’t hold the position anymore and stepped off the box. “Your turn on the box. I don’t think I want any standing pictures yet, how about you kneel on it.”

Junhee gave him a look he couldn’t quite read and practically crawled onto the box. Donghun coughed and tried not to stare as he got a good look at Junhee’s ass in the white leather pants.

He swallowed and quickly looked down at his camera until Junhee completely turned around, he did it slowly. Donghun could tell it was on purpose.

Junhee sat back on his heels and caught Donghun’s gaze. He spread his knees out slightly, the pants stretched around his thigh and sparkled slightly in the light. His shirt was tight across his chest and billowed around his stomach.

He looked like a dream - a decidedly not appropriate one if Donghun was being completely honest.

Junhee placed his hands in between his thighs and cocked his head to the side. “This a good position for you?”

Donghun bit his lip as he looked at him and cleared his throat. “Comfortable there? It’s good for me.”

Junhee wiggled a little and then settled. “Very comfortable actually. It’s a position -”

He didn’t finish his sentence and Donghun was glad for it, it wouldn’t have been a very appropriate comment.

He just hummed. “Anyways, you want me to do anything special here or just -” He waved his hands around in the air.

Donghun pulled his camera up to eye level and looked at him through it. “No, just do what feels good. I’ll tell you if I want you to switch it up.”

Junhee gave him finger guns and then sat back and switched from teasing to completely making love with the camera.

He played with the strings on his shirt, pulled them out and down so more of his chest showed. He grabbed the back of his neck with both hands and pushed himself forward slightly, Donghun’s breath almost short circuited.

He took the opportunity to find any and every way to make Donghun hot under his sweater. He leaned as far back as he could on the box and made a noise at the stretch in his thighs. He placed one hand down in between his legs and leaned forward, eyes sultry and completely open to Donghun.

He did elaborate poses and Donghun took every shot he could while he steadied his breath. He started to hum to the song playing over the speakers to calm himself. It was a song that had already played multiple times and Donghun now had it stuck in his head.

He crooked one finger at Junhee and the idol stood up. “Stand up on the box, you’re giving me very pirate vibes. I’m not sure if you can -”

Junhee posed almost perfectly with what Donghun had in mind. He laughed, Junhee smiled and then he continued to take pictures. The confidence in him was astounding. Donghun wanted to drown in it, and wanted to never stop taking pictures of him.

He started to sing along to the song out loud, moved slightly to the music and watched Junhee raise an eyebrow as he posed.

He looked over at him as Donghun snapped more pictures of him posing, hands all over his own body. He pulled at the chain around his neck lightly and smirked. “You like this song?”

He never stopped posing for the camera and Donghun was impressed with how he could work and talk while getting good pictures.

Donghun lowered the camera at the question and looked at a few of the photos before he raised it again. Junhee’s eyes were a little softer when he looked into the lens. “Uhm - yeah. It’s really good, the lyrics are well written and the singer’s voice is stunning.”

Junhee lowered his head, his chin almost coming in contact with his chest. He looked shy for some reason, Donghun snapped a picture.

Then Junhee looked up with a pleased expression on his face. “You don’t know the artist?”

Donghun shook his head and motioned for Junhee to step off the box and sit down on it, feet planted on the ground. “No, I don’t. It’s not usually my style but I’ve been trying to branch out a little more with my music taste.”

Junhee laughed softly and then leaned back on his hands, legs stretched out. He looked inviting. Donghun wanted to take one of his hands and pull him up and sway to the music.

He smiled and then without prompting, as the chorus of the song swelled, he started to sing. Donghun took a picture before his mind caught up to what he was hearing.

Junhee’s voice blended perfectly with the one over the speaker. His tone was bright and summery. He winked at Donghun as he sang the song and posed.

Donghun lowered the camera as he listened to Junhee sing along to what was apparently his own song. “This is you?”

Donghun was stunned. He knew Junhee was an idol but his voice was incredible. The song was something that he would have tuned into a new artist for. If he had been requested this he would have looked into every thing the idol had done.

He looked at Junhee a little gobsmacked. “This can’t be you? There’s no way.”

Junhee just shrugged his shoulders and crossed one leg over the other and leaned forward, his hand held his chin up as he leaned on a thigh. “Why? Am I just too pretty to be this talented?”

Donghun’s mouth opened wide. He went to shake his head.

Junhee laughed. “Donghun, I’m messing with you. I’m not that great, but yes this is my song. They’ve actually been mostly playing my music.” He bit his lip and looked down. “I was waiting for you to say something or make a connection. I guess you really had no idea who I was when I took this job.”

Donghun finally lowered his camera completely and let it hang over his neck. He walked closer to Junhee as the other stood up. “I don’t usually keep up with idols. They’re not really my forte. I - you are something else.”

Junhee swallowed and messed with his shirt. Somehow Donghun complimenting him on his singing was different than complimenting him on his looks. More intimate, more personal in a way.

“And you are that talented by the way.” He took a step back and let Junhee regain his composure and some of the reins. “Your voice is stunning, your face doesn’t take away from that. And you are a pretty talented model too. You’re just a triple threat.”

Junhee’s face morphed back into something more like what Donghun had grown used to over the day. Confidence radiated from him again. “Quadruple threat, honey. I can also dance.” He made an exaggerated dance move and Donghun laughed.

“Okay, okay. You can dance too. Is there something you can’t do?” Donghun fiddled with his camera.

Junhee shrugged his shoulders and winked. “Haven’t figured that one out yet, but when I do I’ll let you know.”

Junhee was clearly flirting and Donghun was surely blushing, but he didn’t mind. He just nodded and turned to the side to gain a little control over the situation. He glanced at his watch, they had only a little bit more time until the day was over.

He turned back to Junhee. “We have a few more minutes until our time is up. Do you want to just take some quick shots? Nothing serious, actually just do whatever you want.”

Junhee smiled at him and nodded his head. “Okay.” He said it softly and kept eye contact with Donghun.

He started to sing softly as he swayed to the music, he closed his eyes and Donghun started to take pictures. Junhee was a dream, his make up sparkled brightly as his eyes remained closed. The clothes were just there to accentuate his beauty, they weren’t the beautiful thing.

Donghun was entranced by him as he took pictures and didn’t realize Junhee’s manager was standing off to the side. When she finally caught their attention Donghun realized that most of the studio had been emptied of people.

Only a few representatives from Vogue Korea were still around and Junhee’s stylist and make-up artists. They had gone over their time, Donghun was sure.

Junhee’s manager walked over to them as Junhee finally opened his eyes. “It’s time to get ready to go. Thank you Donghun for being here with us today, we can’t wait for what tomorrow brings.”

Donghun bowed slightly to her as she grabbed Junhee’s arm lightly. He swatted at her playfully. Before she could drag him off he gave Donghun a smile and a wink. “See you tomorrow Donghun.”

Donghun wasn’t sure why it left him breathless, but as he watched Junhee walk away he knew he was fucked.

He started to get his equipment packed when a suit walked over to him. The man was tall and put together, he reached out his hand and Donghun took that as a cue. They shook hands and the man spoke in a deep voice. “Thank you for your time today, Mr. Lee. We are very pleased with the work we saw today.”

Donghun nodded his thanks as the man continued to speak. “We noticed that you didn’t use any of the extra personnel on set today. We were wondering if you would need any for tomorrow.”

Donghun was surprised at the fact that the man was asking. They must have really liked what they saw. “Uhm, no thank you. I really enjoy it just being the model and I. Makes it a little easier to get the more intimate feel.”

The man nodded and bowed. “Okay, we will make sure that only the necessary people are here tomorrow. We can’t wait to see the completed spread.”

Donghun smiled and nodded. “Me either. I’m very pleased that I was chosen to work with Junhee, uh- Mr. Park.”

The man laughed lightly. “He’s an interesting one isn’t he. There’s a lot of talent that lays under that beautiful face.”

Donghun swallowed and tried his best to smile. The man gave him another nod. “We’ll see you tomorrow, Mr. Lee. Have a good night.”

Donghun waved as the man walked away and then he turned back to his equipment. An intern, he guessed, came to pick up everything around the set. When Donghun tried to help he shooed him away.

He got all his stuff packed away, threw the bag over his shoulder, camera case in hand and started to make his way out of the studio loft.

He stopped in his tracks when someone exited the dressing room. His breath stopped in his throat, his hands itched for his camera more than they did when he was actually working.

Junhee walked out of the room in ripped blue jeans, worn and well loved, a soft sweatshirt and tennis shoes. He was make-up free and his hair looked slightly wet, like he had spritzed it with some water to get some of the product out.

He ran a hand through it and it flopped back on his forehead. Donghun wanted to walk up to him and push it back. The ends curled at the nape of his neck, Donghun also wanted to wrap the pieces around his finger, watch them bounce back into place when he let go.

Junhee was - otherworldly. He fiddled with his bag as Junhee secured his own over his shoulder. When he finished messing with the strap he looked up to Donghun. They caught each other’s gaze and for some reason, Junhee, out of his model clothes and make-up and hair, was more.

He grabbed the strap of his bag and made his way towards Donghun. When he got within a couple feet he smiled, still confident but in a softer way.

“You’re still here?” His voice was breathy, pleasantly surprised, or at least that’s what Donghun hoped he heard in his voice.

“Had to clean up and get my equipment ready to go.” He nodded over to the now empty set, the backdrop and lights the only things left.

Junhee bit his lip and looked over at where they had spent practically the whole day. The light now coming in from the windows was moonlight, it was late.

Junhee leaned against a pillar that was placed in the middle of the loft and looked down at the floor. Donghun wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do here but he knew that he didn’t want to leave.

He reached out a hand and lightly touched Junhee’s arm so the other man would look up. “I just wanted to say -” He took a breath, Junhee looked up at him through his eyelashes. He pulled his hand away. “You did incredible today. I’ve never worked with someone so confident and sure of themselves. It helps when the person on the other end of the camera knows what they’re doing.”

Junhee shrugged a shoulder and ran a hand through his hair. It fell back down over his face. It wrecked Donghun. “You came here thinking I was just another idol with a pretty face didn’t you? Admit it. You had no idea who I was or what I could do.”

Donghun sucked in a breath. He didn’t want Junhee to think he was an asshole or that he came here with a precedent or an already filled-in idea of who Junhee was. “I -”

Junhee reached out and grabbed his shoulder. “Donghun, it’s okay. I’m used to it. There aren’t a lot of people in this world that have had faith in me from the start. You didn’t know me and -”

Donghun stopped him. “I’m sorry. I should have at least looked at your other shoots. And I didn’t really have an idea of what you’d be like, just what I had already experienced. But that shouldn’t - I shouldn’t judge based on that. And I just want you to know that I think you have a major talent. And you are probably the best model I’ve worked with full stop.”

Junhee’s eyes were wide, the hand on his shoulder clenched in his sweater before Junhee released him. “Thank you for saying that.”

His voice was airy, like he couldn’t bring in enough oxygen. Donghun smiled at him. “Don’t let people wear you down Junhee, keep your confidence and strength. You have something special.”

Junhee couldn’t speak and Donghun hoped he hadn’t said something wrong. Junhee was about to say something, when his manager interrupted them.

“Junhee, there you are. It’s been time to go for like twenty minutes. It’s late and you have to be back here early.” She looked at Donghun after she finished and smiled. “We’ll see you back again tomorrow Mr. Lee?”

Donghun nodded but kept his eyes on Junhee. “Yes, bright and early.”

She nodded and then gently grabbed Junhee’s wrist. “I hope he wasn’t too much trouble.” She joked but he saw something behind Junhee’s eyes at the words.

Donghun shook his head. “No, he was wonderful. The best I’ve had honestly.”

Junhee choked a little at his words, but looked up at him with a smirk. “I’d say the same thing about you actually.”

His manager shook her head and then pulled Junhee away from the pole. “Let’s go, you hooligan. Bed time.”

He scoffed and then laughed. He turned around as they went to exit the building and waved at Donghun.

Before he could exit Donghun reached for his wrist. “Don’t be afraid to show them all you have, Junhee. Eat them alive.”

Junhee’s hand curled around his wrist, he could feel his pulse beat strong and loud. He smiled at him and then Donghun let go.

He walked away with his manager and Donghun stood in the middle of the studio thinking about what was to come the next day, and wishing that there was more left. He wanted days, weeks with Junhee.

He looked around the studio and let out a laugh behind his hand. Fucked, he was fucked.

***
Day 1: Night

Junhee threw his bag on the counter after he punched in his code and walked into his apartment. He heard it thump to the floor but felt too lazy to go and pick it up. He made his way over to his bathroom and stripped along the way. Sweatshirt thrown over the back of the couch, phone dug out of his pocket and tossed onto his unmade bed.

His jeans actually made it into the hamper in his closet, briefs on the rug in the bathroom. He turned on the shower and grabbed a towel from his linen closet and checked his phone as he let the water warm up.

He had a missed call from Yuchan, he was supposed to meet him for dinner in 20 minutes. He had been in the car longer than he thought. “Fuck.”

He jumped into the shower quickly, washed all the remnants of the photoshoot off and made sure all the product was out of his hair. He quickly dried himself off and texted a quick message to Yuchan that he would be at his place soon.

Yuchan sent back a slew of heart emojis and Junhee chuckled at the younger. He hopped into a pair of worn black jeans and a soft navy shirt. He slipped back into his tennis shoes, grabbed his bag where it had fallen on the kitchen floor and was out his door again.

He knew he’d be exhausted in the morning, but Yuchan and he had barely been able to see each other the past month with their schedules. He missed his best friend, he’d run the risk of being a little sleepy at the shoot.

The sight of Donghun would probably wake him up. As he walked the short distance to Yuchan’s apartment complex he thought about the day, about the man he had spent his day with.

When they had left his manager had eyed him suspiciously, he had kept his gaze out the window of the car and didn’t speak to her.

When he was dropped off she grabbed his wrist before he could bolt out the car. “Junhee, be careful, okay. Your image -”

Junhee rolled his eyes. “My image that I’m not a raging gay, but a nice straight idol. Yeah, that is very clear to most people as being a lie.”

She sighed and let go of Junhee’s wrist, he was half way out of the car when he spoke. “I know it’s hard for you. And if - if you would like to re discuss possibly coming out then that is something we can work on. I just don’t want it to be because -”

Junhee scoffed and shook his head. “It’s not because of a person, especially not someone I just met. It’s because I don’t want to hide any longer. Let’s meet about this on Monday, please. I’m tired and I still need to meet Yuchan for dinner.”

She nodded her head, gave Junhee’s wrist a pat and then let him go.

Donghun was - something unexpected. Junhee didn’t date, not really. He had men that he liked to spend time with, but not recently. And Donghun was something different. There was a confidence he produced in Junhee, a degree of safety that he put off. Junhee wanted to reel him in and have Donghun just take him.

His mind conjured up the image of the photographer while he took Junhee’s pictures. He had been so focused the whole time, so into it that it made Junhee even more focused. He hadn’t been able to take his own eyes away from the camera. It had never felt so intimate before.

Tomorrow would certainly be interesting. He tried not to think about it.

He made it to Yuchan’s apartment building and raced up the stairs to his door. He knocked on the wood and waited for his friend to unlock it.

He stared down at his shoes and Donghun’s face flashed before his eyes. God, he was screwed. He could not seem to stop thinking about him. He was something new, something Junhee wanted to grab and -

Yuchan opened the door with a smile and Junhee’s head shot up. “Hey, hyung. You’re late.”

Junhee wiggled slightly and placed his hand on Yuchan’s chest. He leaned his head back as Yuchan laughed at him. “Today was tiring and interesting and -” He looked around Yuchan to the inside of his apartment. “I smell chicken. You ordered?”

Yuchan shrugged his shoulders. “I knew today would be long and you wouldn’t want to go out. There’s also beer and -”.

He didn’t finish his sentence, Junhee smacked a wet kiss on his cheek and bounced into his apartment. He kicked his shoes off and placed them outside, reaching around Yuchan as the younger rolled his eyes.

Junhee beelined to the kitchen and groaned as he smelled the chicken, beer and - “You got ice cream?” His voice squeaked slightly.

Yuchan closed the door behind him. “Like I said, I knew today would be difficult. This isn’t some indie label Junhee. You are major leagues now. Your idol career is taking off and you’re modeling for some of the biggest names.”

Yuchan looked proud, Junhee could feel the pride coming off of him in waves. “You’re too good to me.” Junhee pouted and reached for a beer. “If I eat all this my manager is going to kill me in my sleep, she’ll be my new sleep paralysis demon.”

Yuchan laughed heartily and walked back over to Junhee, grabbed the case of beer and chicken. “Grab the ice cream, hyung. Tell me about your day. We’re eating every last bit.”

They sat down on the floor and placed the food around Yuchan’s coffee table. Junhee pushed a few magazines aside with Yuchan’s face across the cover. Yuchan was proud of Junhee, but he was also proud of the younger one. Yuchan’s songs had started to chart recently and he was getting spreads too.

They were both finally reaching some stability in their career and he was glad they got to experience it together.

Junhee started to eat his chicken after he opened his beer, but had barely taken a couple of bites before he felt Yuchan’s eyes on him.

“What happened today?” Yuchan questioned him, he was suspicious. Junhee cursed under his breath. Yuchan had a knack for telling when something was up.

He put his chicken down, took a sip of beer and then placed his hands in his lap. “What do you mean? I had my shoot today, I’ll have the second one tomorrow. Nothing monumental.”

Yuchan eyed him, squinted at him like he was reading into his soul. “You’re lying.”

Junhee threw his hands up and his head back. He ran his hands over his face and then looked off to the side of Yuchan’s living room. “How do you do that, it’s creepy?”

Yuchan shrugged his shoulders. “You have this thing you do?”

Junhee squinted at him and crossed his arms. “What is it, what tell do i have?”

Yuchan smirked at him. “It’s called being obvious, you never hide your emotions. You look like you had something interesting happen. You were weirdly calm.” He took a sip of his beer. “I don’t know, you just give it all away.”

Junhee scoffed and Yuchan laughed. “So, what was it? Did the photoshoot annoy you? Was your manager mean? Was the photographer a bitch?”

“The photographer was amazing.” Junhee said without thought and it was a mistake.

Yuchan’s eyes widened and his mouth opened. Junhee reached across the coffee table and smacked his hand over Yuchan’s mouth before he could say anything. “Don’t.”

He felt Yuchan lick his hand and pulled it back with a yelp. “Brat!”

Yuchan laughed and fell back against the couch. “I am not going to say anything. I’m just going to listen. You sound -” Yuchan titled his head to the side. “You sounded breathy.”

Junhee reached across the table again and smacked him. Yuchan laughed wildly and Junhee smiled at his friend. “Look, I don’t know what to say. He just - he made me feel confident and it was easy. It’s not always like that when it comes to these photographers.”

Yuchan nodded his head and took a bite of his chicken. He knew exactly what Junhee was talking about. “I know. Remember that one time I had one that wouldn’t let me pose at all. She wouldn’t even let me move without her permission.”

Junhee rolled his eyes. “She was horrendous. And the one that shot the pictures for my most recent single. He would not listen to my team. He had his own idea and hadn’t even heard my song. I had to work my ass off to make sure those pictures worked out.”

They talked for a while about their bad experiences modeling and how well Junhee’s new single was doing on the charts. The music video was being received well too.

When they finished all their food and were both on their third beer Yuchan gave him another look. “So, the photographer. What else about him? It seems like he left an impression.”

Junhee laid back down on the carpet, Yuchan crawled around the table and laid down next to him. He smacked his hand on Junhee’s stomach when they other never responded. “Hey, I’m your best friend, give me the goods.”

Junhee shook his head and then leaned up on his elbows, he turned on his side and looked down at Yuchan. “I told you, he made me feel good. He let me pose and do my own thing. We worked well together, it didn’t feel forced like it usually does. It made me actually feel like I was doing a good job. It was like how I feel when I’ve written a really good song and my producers eat it up.”

Yuchan winked at him. “You want Donghun to eat you up?”

Junhee screeched and tackled Yuchan down on the floor. He got on top of him and straddled him as he yelled. Yuchan let out a shrill laugh and cackled as he tried to get Junhee off of him. Eventually, Junhee pinned Yuchan down to the floor and the younger gave up the fight.

Junhee sucked in a breath and settled down on him. “He - if I said yes how much would you make fun of me?”

Yuchan smiled wide. “Depends, what does he look like?”

Junhee blew out a breath. “I don’t know how to describe him.”

Yuchan winked. “Greek God? Adonis? Like he was made from the heavens? Like he was made from the pits of hell?”

Junhee flicked Yuchan’s forehead and got off of him, he sat back down beside him and reached for his phone. He wasn’t sure if he would be able to find a picture of him but he searched ‘Lee Donghun’ anyway.

When a picture of him did pull up, Junhee gasped. It looked to be a red carpet for a client he had photographed. He felt Yuchan sit up next to him and handed over the phone. He put his head in his hands and whined.

He didn’t hear much come from Yuchan, only the clack of his nail scrolling on the phone. He then spoke. “Oh, oh!” He looked up through his fingers and Yuchan raised an eyebrow at him. “Damn.”

Junhee groaned and flopped back down on the floor. “You gonna go for it then?”

Junhee wiggled his limbs and then laid still. He felt weird. He couldn’t want this man so much, but he did. Tomorrow was going to be torture.

Yuchan smacked his arm. “Junhee -” He looked over at the younger man as he eyed him with a suspicious look. “Don’t torture the man too much.”

Ironic, Junhee thought. “He’s the one that causes torture.”

Yuchan handed him back his phone and grabbed his beer. “Well, whatever you do, don’t get caught with your pants down.”

Junhee screamed again as Yuchan shot up from the floor expecting the reaction. Junhee chased him around the living room screaming.

He would see Donghun tomorrow and decide on a course of action. Tonight, he was going to play video games with his best friend and try not to think about the man that inspired more confidence in him than he’d ever felt.

***

Donghun was almost asleep in the same clothes he wore all day when his doorbell rang. He groaned as he rubbed a hand over his face. Sehyoon and Byeongkwan would be waiting for him, he didn’t really have the energy to hang out with them, but he missed them and wanted to see them.

He slid off the bed, quickly shucked his jeans and sweater for sweats and a t-shirt before he headed to the door. They could wait a minute.

When he opened the door Sehyoon held up a case of beer and Byeongkwan balanced two pizzas on one hand. Byeongkwan smirked at him. “We wake you, hyung?”

Donghun opened his door wider and stepped to the side. “You better be glad I love you both more than I hate being tired.”

Sehyoon cooed and kissed him on the cheek as he made his way to the kitchen. Byeongkwan laughed and leaned in to leave one on the other side of his face. Donghun smiled softly as he took one pizza from Byeongkwan’s hands.

They all walked over to the kitchen and set out the food on the counter. Sehyoon immediately got plates out from a cabinet and Byeongkwan grabbed a bottle opened from one of his drawers. Donghun loved how at home they were here.

He sat down on one of the bar stools as Byeongkwan handed him a beer and joined him. Sehyoon stood on the other side of the counter and handed out pizza. He stayed there as they started to eat. He tried not to think too hard about his day, but a certain idol kept flashing across his mind.

Donghun was halfway through his first slice when Byeongkwan elbowed him and he almost choked. “Heathen. What?”

Byeongkwan took a sip of his beer and pointed to Sehyoon. “I said your name like three times. How was work?” Sehyoon was genuinely asking, so he put away the attitude.

Donghun wiped his hands off on a napkin and shrugged. “It was good. It’s going to be a nice spread.”

Sehyoon and Byeongkwan both gave him a look, one that said bullshit, there’s more.

Donghun sighed and rolled his eyes. “Do you know the idol Park Junhee?”

Sehyoon cocked his head to the side as he thought, they both jumped when Byeongkwan yelled. “Yah, that’s the idol you were shooting today?”

Donghun leaned back as Byeongkwan got in his space. He felt a punch to his shoulder and grabbed the area. “What the hell?”

Byeongkwan looked at him with a smirk. “How’d it go?”

Donghun eyed him for a second before he heard the true question. “No, I am not - no.”

He got up from his seat as Sehyoon finished his food and made his way around the counter. “Donghun.”

Byeongkwan winked at him. “Yeah, Donghun.”

Donghun rounded around to his couch and fell on it. He laid down on his back and groaned. “I’m too tired for this.”

Byeongkwan came to sit on the arm near his head. He poked him in the forehead. “He’s very pretty and talented.”

Donghun closed his eyes as he felt Sehyoon sit down at his feet. “Is that the one you are always listening to Byeongkwan?”

He heard Byeongkwan hum and then watched his eyes widen. “He’s your type. Holy shit.”

Donghun shook his head at him as he matched Byeongkwan’s expression. “What are you talking about, I don’t have a type.”

Byeongkwan stood up from the arm of the chair and pointed at Donghun as the older threw his feet in Sehyoon’s lap. “Yes you do, you so do.”

Donghun turned his head to the side so he could see him properly. “Pray tell, what the fuck type do I have and how do you know this?”

Byeongkwan laughed and walked around the room like he was having the best day of his life. He ran a hand through his hair. Donghun looked at Sehyoon with a pleading look, but the stylist just shrugged and smiled.

Byeongkwan smirked and Donghun was slightly scared about what was going to come out of his mouth. “Obviously boys.”

Donghun clapped his hands mockingly. “Good job, you clocked that I was gay. Hey, Sehyoon did you also know I was gay?”

Sehyoon swatted his thigh. “Go on, baby.” He let Byeongkwan have the floor and Donghun gagged.

Byeongkwan scrunched his nose and gave Sehyoon a quick kiss before he pulled out his phone. “Want to see all the exhibits I have for your type?” He didn’t let Donghun finish. “Let’s get started.”

Byeongkwan pulled up a picture of his last boyfriend on his phone. The man was gorgeous, a little smaller than Donghun, and an absolute brat of a man. Him and Donghun had parted amicably when they both realized that while they were attracted to each other they didn’t have much in common.

Donghun scoffed. “What does he prove?”

Byeongkwan raised his eyebrows. “Okay, exhibit B.” He pulled up another video. One where Donghun was smiling with another man, a boyfriend he had back in college. He was gorgeous, slightly slimmer than Donghun, and an absolute nuisance. Confident and - fuck.

Byeongkwan laughed at his expression. “Donghun you’ve dated like what, three men in your life seriously. And have had numerous flings in your almost 30 years of life. Almost every single man you date is insanely pretty, like a model, slightly slimmer but well built, and an incredibly annoying but endearing dork.”

Donghun sat up and crossed his arms. “And what does this have to do with Junhee?”

Byeongkwan shrugged. “I’ve watched a lot of his interviews and keep up with his posts and vlives. He’s obviously stunning and built - well, but the one thing that everyone loves about him, do you know what that is?”

Donghun thought he might, but he shook his head.

Byeongkwan came back over to the couch. “He’s incredibly endearing and loving and bratty to no end. You had no chance.”

Donghun threw his hands up in the air. “How do you even know anything, I just met him today. Yes, so he’s pretty and has a great body. He’s an idol and a model. That goes with the territory.”

Byeongkwan grabbed his hand, Sehyoon wrapped an arm around his shoulder. “Yes, but -”

Donghun looked at him closely. “But what -”

Sehyoon squeezed his side. “It’s okay if you enjoyed today more than you normally would.”

Donghun growled and stood up. “I hate both of you. He was so -”

Byeongkwan scooched over and cuddled up to Sehyoon. “Confident. Funny. Endearing.”

Donghun sighed and plopped down on the floor. “Yes, and I have to shoot him again tomorrow and I think I already have a big fat crush on him.”

Byeongkwan stuck his tongue between his tongue and smiled. “Well, he’s going to look amazing so let’s see if we can’t doll you up a little bit.”

Donghun eyed him suspiciously. “What are you going to do to me?”

Byeongkwan got up and walked to him. He held out his hand and Donghun let him pull you up. “Sehyoon, see what clothes you can spare for our poor Hunnie. I’m going to fix your hair for tomorrow.”

Donghun laughed lightly and closed his eyes. “I’m never telling you anything ever again.”

Byeongkwan barked out a laugh. “You didn’t even say anything, really. I’m just - a genius.”

Donghun bumped his shoulder. “Yeah, yeah. Do your worst.”

Byeongkwan smacked a kiss on his cheek and then ran a hand through his hair. “Oh, Park Junhee will not know what hit him tomorrow.”

***

Sehyoon and Byeongkwan left late, Byeongkwan with a reminder to not mess with his hair too much. Sehyoon had hung up an outfit in his closet for him to wear tomorrow. Donghun looked at it and bit his fist. This was a neon sign that he was trying to get someone’s attention, if Junhee didn’t see through it he was blind.

Donghun whined and went to take a quick shower, he did his best to not get his hair wet. He took a picture of himself when he was done and had to admit that Byeongkwan had done a great job.

He dried off, put on some sleep clothes and climbed into bed. He tried to sleep, he had been so tired when his friends had shown up, but now he was more awake. He struggled to find a good spot to sleep in, but eventually he gave up.

He turned on the lamp on his bedside table, grabbed his laptop and settled with his back to the headboard.

He turned on his computer and bit his lip before he said screw it and typed Park Junhee into the youtube search bar.

Video after video loaded with Junhee’s face as the thumbnail. There were music videos, live sessions, clips from vlives and interviews fans had spliced together and even some with another idol Donghun learned was Kang Yuchan.

Donghun clicked on a random video, grabbed his headphones and clicked play. It was one of the songs he had heard at the studio. It was so much more listening to it with no distractions or noise. Junhee’s voice was absolutely enthralling.

Donghun played it two more times before he moved on. He watched all of Junhee’s music videos, listened to almost every b-side he could find, and even watched some compilation videos of him.

He heard Junhee’s laugh through his headphones and thought his heart was going to explode with joy. His smile was breathtaking and Donghun knew why he was growing in popularity. He was incredibly talented and endearing. He was silly with other artists, sincere when talking to fans and just an all around serotonin boost.

Donghun stayed up for hours watching as many videos as he could, he didn’t even realize the time until he glanced at the clock on his computer. It was into the a.m. and Donghun had to get up early.

He was reluctant to close his laptop, but he knew he needed sleep. Before he lied down he grabbed his phone, pulled up his music app and downloaded every one of Junhee’s albums. He’d deal with the consequences of that later, he’d probably listen to them on repeat for weeks.

When he finally plugged in his phone and laid down, his heart was racing thinking about the next day. He placed his hand over it and willed it to calm down. He squeezed his eyes shut and saw Junhee’s smiling face.

He was screwed, well and truly.
***

Day 2: Black and too much skin

Donghun scrambled out of the cab, his bags were haphazardly thrown over his shoulder. He was in a rush, he was almost late starting his morning. He had been so tired from the day and night before.

His hair had stayed in its place thankfully during the night and Sehyoon’s generosity meant he didn’t have to look for an outfit. But he had stood in front of his mirror for 20 minutes deciding whether to actually wear it.

He had finally given in. He wanted Junhee to feel just a modicum of what he had made Donghun feel all day yesterday. Titled, like his world was off its axis. Dizzy. Slightly and inappropriately horny.

Last night had not been the best sleep of his life. He had gone to sleep and then woke up drenched in sweat, images of Junhee flashing across his mind. The cold shower hadn’t done much to calm him down but he had refused to do anything about it. He had just laid in bed until he wasn’t hard anymore and then did his best to go back to sleep. Terribly.

He ran a hand through the side of his hair that was down and entered the elevator to the loft studio. His camera bag weighed down his shoulder, he felt like anything could happen today. The impossibility of Junhee wanting him hung over his head.

It was unprofessional to think, to know that if Junhee asked he would, without much thought. He shook the thoughts from his mind as the elevator opened on his floor. He entered the loft and stopped short.

It was bare compared to yesterday, with people at least. The set was still up, flowers piled in boxes around the drapery and computer setup. There were no more than five people milling around. The executives must have taken Donghun’s cue yesterday and only asked specific personnel back.

He was happy, nothing would get in the way of making sure the spread was completed with the integrity of the project.

He made his way over to the set and set his equipment down and started to get everything ready. He checked his camera in its stand and started to look around the set closer.

The backdrop today was still the same but he noticed a change in filter over the lights. They were darker, more red tinted and looming.

He walked around with his camera after he set up his computer and started to mess with the lights. He fixed them to the middle, turned them on and took a few shots of just the backdrop. Once he was satisfied with the way they looked, he pulled a stark white drapery from a set box and laid it down in the middle of the floor.

Gems shone on it and caught in the light, Donghun tilted his camera down and took a shot. Crystalized rainbows made it look ethereal and dreamy. This setup was going to be even more stunning than the day before.

He put his camera around his neck and grabbed a box of the flowers. They mostly were red; roses and tulips to be exact. There were a couple deep blues and purples. He started to place them all around the white drapery on the floor and every 30 seconds would step away to check his work. After a few minutes he was satisfied and brought his camera back to his stand.

He placed it on carefully, grabbed his remote from his bag and went to the center of the room. He stood in the middle of the flowers, posed slightly and then clicked the camera. He took a few shots of himself before he went back and checked.

They were slightly off so he turned the camera slightly, adjusted himself and continued to take more pictures.

He was in the middle of his third try when he heard a gasp from the side of the set, closer to where his computer was set up with the pictures coming in.

He shot his head over and saw Park Junhee standing next to the computer. Their eyes met and he watched Junhee swallow.

Junhee’s outfit caught his eye and Donghun thought how royally fucked he was going to be.

***

Junhee was sure this wasn’t real, because there was Donghun taking pictures of himself for the set and looking like a wet dream.

They both stared at each other and Junhee wasn’t quite sure, but Donghun’s eyes were not looking at his face. He knew what he was wearing was exposing pretty much every part of his body but it wasn’t like Donghun hadn’t seen it yesterday.

Junhee, on the other hand, had not seen this Donghun yesterday. Junhee ran a hand through his hair, lost for words.

Donghun stared at him but Junhee’s eyes ran down the other’s body. Donghun’s hair was different from yesterday and Junhee found it hard to not walk over and run his hand through it. THe purple shown in the light of the set, one said was pushed behind his ear, but his bangs were free and over his face. The other side was braided down the side, small pieces pulled out to create a more messy look.

Junhee couldn’t move on from the braid, the way it allowed Junhee to see all of Donghun’s face, his skin clear and smooth. His eyes sparkled slightly with a touch of eyeshadow and then Junhee’s eyes moved down. That was a mistake.

Donghun wore a sheer, scratch that, see through black long sleeve shirt under a mesh black sweater. Necklaces littered his chest in silver that matched the chain attached to the pockets of his tight black pants.

Junhee’s eyes landed on the other man’s boots and Junhee’s mind raced with how he wanted to run a hand up the inseam of Donghun’s jeans. He wanted to feel the material of his shirt and see if his skin was really as smooth as it looked.

He couldn’t speak and jumped when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned as Donghun and he unlocked their eyes. When he looked at her she raised an eyebrow at him. “Are you two just going to stare at each other or are we going to get to work.”

She clapped her hands and they both jumped out of a daze. Donghun walked back around to his camera and Junhee scrambled to figure out where to place himself as he waited.

His manager tapped him on the shoulder again. “Remember, you have a job to do.”

Junhee rolled his eyes at her and patted her hand. “And I'll get it done spectacularly, you know that.”

She shook her head and looked at her watch. “I’ll let you know when it’s time for lunch. I’ll be in the office if you need me.”

She walked away and Junhee turned back to Donghun. He was shy all of a sudden as the other man turned to him. Junhee had a hard time not staring directly at his chest. It wasn’t fair that Donghun got to put it all on display. Junhee had a job to do, his chest was out for a reason. Donghun on the other hand, had none. Junhee wondered if he did it specifically to torture him and how much he actually liked the idea.

He walked closer to Donghun and the other man smiled, Junhee could see it was genuine but also it titled up slightly in a smirk.
Donghun looked him up and down at a closer vantage point and his voice was low when he spoke. “Good morning, Junhee.”

Junhee tilted his head to the side and pushed his tongue against his teeth. “Good morning, to you too, Donghun. I see you have your nipples out this morning.”

Donghun choked as Junhee questioned his very existence and why he had said that. Donghun looked up at him after he caught his breath, Junhee was worried he went too far but then he saw a smirk cross his face.

His eyes were bright when he spoke. “And so are yours. Guess we are evenly matched.”

Junhee smirked and walked closer to the man, their shoes touched as Donghun turned to him completely. “So, that’s how today’s gonna go?”

Donghun shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know what you’re talking about Junhee. I’m just here to take photos of the clothes.”

Junhee walked backwards slightly and bit his lip. “And my pretty face?”

Donghun visibly sighed as Junhee put his hands in the back pocket of his pants. His chest pushed out and the bottom button undone on his shirt to show a slip of skin. “I guess that too.”

Junhee made a fake offended noise and shoved Donghun on the shoulder. The older one laughed and shoved him back. “Get in your spot, we need to get started before we don’t have any more good light.”

Junhee smiled and turned his body. Donghun’s hand lingered where it had shoved him on the shoulder and Junhee let the other man guide him to where he wanted.

Donghun brought his camera with him and clicked on a couple settings. He was trying very hard not to look at Junhee anymore, but he would have to.

The sheer shirt, tight leather pants and body jewelry were hypnotizing. His hair had a wet look to it and while his makeup was simple it sparkled in the light. Donghun tried to steady his breath as he placed Junhee where he wanted him.

He stood in the middle of the flowers, red and blues and purples highlighted the black incredibly well. The white from the drapery through light across his skin and Donghun sucked in a breath. God, he was stunning.

Junhee raised an eyebrow at him once he was in his spot and Donghun fiddled with the camera. “Okay, so the magazine wants this to be a progressive set of photos.”

Junhee raised an eyebrow at him. “What does that mean?” He asked curiously as he, again, placed his hands in his back pockets.

Donghun laughed, but it came out strained. “They want the photos to progressively move through a specific movement or time. I guess? Basically, they just want you to start off showcasing the shirt mostly and then by the end it’s just the pants.”

Donghun pulled at the edge of Junhee’s shirt. “So, throughout the shoot we’ll lose some buttons and then eventually you’ll just not have the shirt at all.”

Junhee smirked. This was going to be fun. “Hmm.”

Donghun rolled his eyes at him. “What’s the hmm for?”

Junhee just shrugged. “Oh, nothing. Just, guess I’ll really be showing all of it today.”

Donghun laughed. “Well, at least we’ll get to keep the pants on.”

Junhee bit his lip and lowered his voice. “Sadly, the underwear I am wearing are not also Saint Laurent.”

Donghun scooted back and pushed his tongue against the side of his cheek. It poked out slightly and Junhee wanted to run his own along Donghun’s lips. Donghun winked and Junhee felt his knees wobble. “Maybe next time.”

Junhee swallowed. He had always been a flirt, but Donghun was specifically matched for him. No one had ever met him on his level like this, he wanted to sink his teeth into the man.

Donghun spun around to make sure the lighting was good and then pointed at Junhee. “Ready?”

Junhee nodded and positioned himself in a good standing pose. “Are you ready for how deeply I am going to make the camera fall in love with me?”

Donghun smirked. “I think I can handle it.” He walked up to Junhee and pushed his shoulder slightly back, he lifted his chin up with his index finger and then brushed a strand of hair out of Junhee’s eyes. Donghun noticed the slight sparkle in Junhee’s hair and the glitter that surrounded his eyes.

He lost himself in them as Junhee stared back at him, unabashedly. He felt Junhee’s hand on his hip, there was a moment where he thought about leaning in. About giving into the moment and tasting Junhee’s lips, seeing if they were just as soft as he thought they would be.

They were only an inch apart, transfixed in the moment. He felt Junhee squeeze the hand on his hip, Donghun held back a groan.

Junhee blinked at him slow -

Donghun felt his body sway towards him and then Junhee smirked slowly. “You going to take my pictures this close, they might come out a bit blurry.”

Donghun’s mouth opened but he closed it quickly. “You are -”

He backed up as Junhee let out a sweet laugh that had Donghun smiling widely. He had to turn around to compose himself.

Junhee giggled behind him as he finally turned back to him. “What? Charming. Endearing. Sweet.”

Donghun scoffed and pulled up the camera. “Too self aware for your own good.”

Junhee threw his head back and laughed. Donghun snapped a shot of him like that. His hands in his pockets, shirt buttoned halfway and head thrown back.

The light hit him perfectly and cast beautiful sparkles from the drapery across his skin. The sheer shirt blew slightly away from his body as the fans in the loft kicked in.

He would keep this one. It wouldn’t fit in the spread. He would put it in his portfolio, it deserved to be captured and kept. Maybe he’d make a folder for Junhee of pictures the company wouldn’t use but that he could put on his social media.

Donghun looked back up at Junhee, who smiled at him sweetly. He rolled his eyes and then pulled the camera back up. This time Junhee locked eyes with the lens and got serious. He got to work.

Donghun moved around him for the next 20 minutes. The work was a little slower this time because he knew he only had this outfit to get today, so he took his time. He took pictures of Junhee from every angle he could while he stood.

He got him from the front and sides and then walked around in a circle. Junhee looked at him over his shoulder. Faced forward and wrapped his arms around his neck as Donghun took pictures of his shoulder blades. The sheer shirt was beautiful with his skin tone and Donghun captured every inch of him.

Junhee bit his lip and cocked his hip and grabbed the back of his neck and played with his hair. He pulled at the jewels that hung off of him and posed without thought. Donghun didn’t have to say much to him through the whole process. He lifted his hand or titled the camera and just like the day before, Junhee followed.

Music poured over them and Donghun sang along softly, one of Junhee’s songs played through the speakers. The idol smiled softly as he realized Donghun was singing along. He didn’t say anything to him, but Donghun could tell Junhee appreciated how much Donghun clearly enjoyed the music.

Junhee didn’t know Donghun had poured over him that night before. And Donghun didn’t know that Junhee had looked up every photoshoot he could find that Donghun had done. They were both hiding the more embarrassing parts of their infatuation.

Because it was clear that that was what it was. Donghun was not going to deny it as he crouched down to get Junhee from a different angle, that this man had captured him. The need Donghun felt to grab him and touch him was overwhelming.

He finished up this set of pictures and he watched Junhee relax his body. The fans blew his hair slightly as he rearranged his shirt from where it had pulled slightly against his body. Donghun coughed and tried to look away as more skin was revealed.

Junhee caught his eye and smirked. Donghun raised an eyebrow at him. Donghun felt hot, he felt heat lick up his spine. There was no way to extinguish it. It was just going to grow.

He walked over and grabbed one of the set boxes and brought it to the middle of the room where Junhee was standing. He pushed him by the hip lightly and then shoved him down on top of it when he got it in place.

He stood in front of him as Junhee leaned back on the box. “Undo one button from the top.”

Junhee gave him a look and Donghun struggled a bit to read it, but it looked pleased and a little choked. There was clear enjoyment across his face now.

“Yes, sir.” Junhee unbuttoned one button and Donghun ran a hand through the side of his hair that wasn’t braided. The heat rose. He needed to go stand in front of the fan for a couple minutes or go dunk his head in the cooler that held their drinks for lunch. Or shove Junhee down on the group and have his way.

Junhee eyed him and ran his hand down his own chest. He had to look up at Donghun and it gave him an idea. He stepped closer in between Junhee’s sprawled legs. He heard the other man suck in a breath.

Donghun shrugged. “It’s a good angle. Let me know if you’re uncomfortable.”

Junhee shook his head. “Like I told you already, I’ll let you know. And I’m good.” He winked then. “Really good.”

Junhee’s hands itched. He wanted them on Donghun’s hips. He wanted to run them up his sides and feel the mesh of his shirt. He could see the outline of Donghun’s abs under the sheer shirt, he wanted to run his tongue across it.

He heard Donghun swear and realized the other man had started to take pictures. “Damn.”

Junhee pulled his gaze up to his eyes and Donghun snapped another picture. Junhee eyed him curiously. “What -”

Donghun just shook his head. “Oh, nothing. I’m just not sure how appropriate these pictures are. They might be too much, might have people wanting more than just the clothes.”

Junhee smirked at the way Donghun looked at him. The photographer was pleased. Proud of the pictures and Junhee’s confidence ramped up even more.

“Oh really?” Junhee leaned in to try and peek at the pictures but Donghun pulled the camera back. Junhee had to brace a hand on Donghun’s hip to not fall forward. Donghun looked down at him, the playful expression on his face was gone.

Junhee realized their position, how he was seated, and how Donghun was standing over them. His mouth watered and he could feel how heavy Donghun breathed where his hand connected with his hip.

It was hot, too hot. Junhee swore he could feel a bead of sweat drip down his back. It felt like a furnace. He didn’t want to break up the moment but he felt if they continued what would happen next would get them both fired.

He leaned his head back more and smiled. “Don’t you have pictures to take?”

Donghun stared down at him for a minute before his voice registered and then he rolled his eyes. “Menace.”

He snapped a couple more pictures, Junhee detached his hand and they separated. Donghun continued to take pictures of him sprawled out on the box.

“Put your hand slightly in the shirt.” Donghun directed him easily.

Junhee slid his right hand in his shirt over his chest and Donghun nodded as he took a couple pictures.

“Okay, now lean back, one leg straight and bend the other. Good.” Donghun continued to give him more and more praise as they worked on the box.
He would take a set of photos, give Junhee a compliment and then rearrange the flowers as needed.

At one point he had Junhee lay down on the box, head thrown back again and arranged flowers in and around his hair.

He watched Donghun quietly as he worked threading the flowers through his hair and then on the floor. He reached out a hand towards him and flicked his ear. “Did you do your hair or did someone decide today was the day all of humanity would become victim to Lee Donghun’s beauty?”

Junhee came right out and Donghun’s eyes shot up. He didn’t expect the man to actually do something like that, so obviously interested. At least something that wasn’t overtly sexual.

Junhee ran a hand over the braid, light and sweet. Donghun let him and then shrugged. “My friend Byeongkwan is a makeup artist and hair stylist. Him and his boyfriend came over last night and he decided I needed a makeover.

Junhee winked, upside down and devastating. “I’m not complaining. Tell him thanks for the view.”

Donghun shook his head and scootched back as he finished his arrangement. “I will. After I thank whoever decided to do yours today.”

Junhee laughed. “Actually, that was me. I mean, kind of. The hair stylist fixed it, but I mentioned a wet look would be cool.”

Donghun picked up a red flower and then stood up. He laid over Junhee’s chest, decided differently and then slid it under his shirt. His hand brushed across his chest and Junhee sucked in a breath.

Donghun felt warm and smooth skin. His fingers tingled. “Sorry.” He said it so quietly he wasn’t sure if Junhee heard him.

Junhee closed his eyes before he looked at Donghun again. God, even upside down he looked sexy. “Don’t be.”

Donghun nodded and then got his composure together. He pulled his camera up and got to work again. “Don’t move too much, just like yesterday tell me when there’s too much blood rushing to your head.”

Junhee laughed and waved him off. “Just do your job and I’ll do mine.” He reached out his hands to where Donghun was standing and then pushed up his chest and eyed the camera. Donghun took the shot.

It was stunning, obviously. Donghun took multiple shots from that angle and then moved around the other. He had Junhee move around with him as he moved the flowers around. He leaned on his side and laid on his belly and looked at the camera through his lashes.

He played around with the flowers and Donghun could only see red and black and tan skin. It should have been distracting, Junhee should have been too distracting. But Donghun felt if he didn’t capture him, then he would have lost at something.

He focused and Junhee sucked him in. Every once in a while Junhee would tease Donghun, would tell him he was focusing too much on one spot or that he looked entranced. Donghun in turn would kick Junhee’s boot lightly or move his shoulder and make a snide comment back.

It felt like they were walking a line and if Donghun pushed they’d tip over. But in the best way possible. He just needed to make it through this shoot.

Junhee thought Donghun was slowly getting more frustrated but not with the work, with the fact that Junhee was laying on a box and not on top of him. Junhee was annoyed with that too. Every time Donghun touched his shoulder or kicked his boot or moved his hair, heat blazed.

The lights were too much, the fan not enough and Donghun’s voice made shivers run down his skin. He stayed confident in his abilities but that didn’t mean Donghun’s orders of how to move and position himself weren’t welcome. Actually, Junhee thought they were too welcoming.

His brattiness was going to start showing soon if Donghun kept giving him orders. He felt a shiver as Donghun moved his arm to where he wanted it. The other man didn’t act like he noticed so Junhee tried not to do it again.

Donghun took a couple more pictures and things got comfortable, Junhee felt the need to break it up a bit.

So, when Donghun told him where to move again he didn’t do exactly what he said. Donghun wanted him to sit in the middle of the flowers, without the box. He had just pushed it off to the side of the set.

He sat down, but didn’t do too much else. Donghun tried to guide him. “Crisscross really isn’t what I was going for.”

Junhee chuckled and shrugged. “You need to be very specific with me here. Tell me exactly what to do. I can’t see your vision this time.”

Donghun scoffed and started to tell him how to move, Junhee did his best to be frustrating.

“No, Junhee, hand on your knee. We need to show the pants. No, don’t lean like that, it's a bad angle.” Donghun was getting more frustrated every time Junhee finally got in the correct position and then changed it up slightly so the angle was wrong.

After a couple minutes Donghun growled slightly and Junhee’s eyes widened. Donghun walked over to him and looked down at him. “Are you being difficult on purpose?”

Junhee shrugged and then right when Donghun went to move him in the right way, Junhee leaned forward slightly. “Maybe.”

He leaned back as Donghun pushed his shoulder and then grabbed under his knee. Junhee let out a small squeak as he threw his hands back to catch himself. He could feel the heat of Donghun’s hand under his knee, through the pants.

He looked up at the other man as he moved him. Junhee let him do what he wanted. When Donghun was finally satisfied he pulled back and gave Junhee a look that said, I swear to god if you move I will end you.

Junhee bit his lip and eyed Donghun through his lashes. “Did you get me where you wanted?”

Donghun licked his lip and walked backward a bit. He grabbed a box of flower petals and promptly walked over to Junhee and dropped them down on him. “Say cheese.” His voice had a fake cheer to it as he snapped a picture.

Junhee had looked up just in time for them to fall around him. Astonished at what Donghun had just done. He saw red in his vision from all the rose petals and then laughed lightly.

Donghun snapped more pictures as the petals settled in his lap, over his shirt and one even landed right on his cheek. He tilted his head to the side and posed, his hand coming up to make it more sensual.

Donghun clicked away and then when he had decided that he had taken enough winked at Junhee.

Junhee blinked and shook his head. “Get what you need?”

Donghun grabbed a few petals from the floor and threw them at Junhee who laughed. “Brat.”

Junhee smiled and felt the velvet of the petals on his skin. “I think you like it.”

Donghun walked a bit closer and started to rearrange the petals in better positions. He grabbed another box, now blue ones and started to spread them too. He kneeled down on one leg and put a hand to Junhee’s shoulder.

He pushed him to lay down, a bed of petals underneath and around him. Once settled Donghun lifted his camera but didn’t raise it completely to his eye. He fixed the zoom. “And what if I did?”

Junhee shrugged, he watched Donghun’s face. He saw a slight red rise on the other man’s cheek and felt his own heart rate pick up. “I might just have to do it more then.”

Donghun blew out a breath and then raised the camera completely up. Junhee thought he could set fire to the camera with the way he looked at it.

Donghun’s body heat next to him was sizzling, his hand reached out towards the other’s leg but he didn’t touch.

He grabbed a few flower petals lifted up his hand and dropped them down in front of the camera. He heard Donghun intake a breath and then move the camera away.

“That actually -” He leaned back and grabbed some of his own. “Junhee, you know your craft.”

Junhee smiled at the praise. “But don’t smile like that.”

Junhee laughed lightly. “And why not?”

Donghun raised his hand up in front of the camera with the petals, He leaned to the side to catch Junhee’s eye and make sure his positioning was good. “Because you’re trying to make people buy clothes by being sultry, not making them fall in love with you.”

Junhee swallowed and pushed his chest out slightly. He moved a hand behind his head and stretched. “Oh, Donghun. Who says I can’t do both.”

Donghun shook his head and let out a small laugh. “Again, brat. Let’s finish this shot.”

Junhee nodded, changed his face and watched as Donghun took his own suggestion. He dropped petals for a while in front of the camera until he got it exactly how he wanted. And then he stood up and did it again so he could get all of Junhee in the shot. He walked around and did it closer to his face.

He turned the camera around a couple times to show Junhee, thinking that they were too creative and beautiful not to share. Also, since it was Junhee’s idea he felt like he needed to let him see.

“These are going to be one of the most stunning spreads I have ever seen. Definitely the most beautiful I have shot.” Donghun said it almost dreamily as Junhee looked up at him. He sat up on his elbows and Donghun took the opportunity to take more pictures.

Junhee was covered in petals. He felt like if they just put him in a boat in the water he’d be ready for a viking funeral.

Donghun moved the camera away as he got what Junhee thought would be the last shot. His voice was soft when he spoke. “I think that when we take off the shirt we should definitely just cover you in flowers. They told me they want some close up shots of the makeup since it is also under the brand. I would like to surround you with flowers, only your face and the makeup visible.”

Junhee wasn’t exactly sure if Donghun was talking to him or to himself but he listened and nodded. He was almost entranced at the way Donghun turned his head back and forth as his mind worked over the scenario.

Finally, Donghun came back to him and nodded. There was a pretty smile along his face. Junhee wanted to kiss him so badly. He tampered down the urge for now.

Donghun looked around them and found someone, one of the five people actually there, to come and help sweep away most of the petals. They left a few to finish up before lunch, but would rearrange them for later.

Donghun thought about what he wanted next as Junhee finished helping with the flowers. He looked at the backdrop, walked over and made sure it was steady. It sat flat against the wall and decided what he wanted to do.

He dragged over a red drapery he found in another box, some different colors of flowers and then made sure the lights were in the right direction. He motioned for Junhee to come over when he was done.

He grabbed his wrist gently, before he realized how much he and Junhee had started touching. He would push his shoulder where he wanted or kick his boot to situate his legs. Junhee would grab his hip to steady himself or place his hands on his shoulders.

It had become a quick way to communicate but Donghun really noticed it now as Junhee’s shirt started to slip down his shoulder with the amount of buttons that barely held it on.

“For this one, we’re just going to do some standing. Uhm, you can just kind of go with what feels good. I won’t direct you too much here.” He stepped back and watched Junhee’s face morph into fake disappointment.

He rolled his eyes as Junhee’s voice came out sultry. “Now, how am I supposed to be bratty and annoying if you don’t give me orders.”

Donghun choked as he lifted up the camera. “Oh, I think you’ll still find a way. Unbutton the bottom of the shirt.”

He said it without question. They were trying to progressively remove the shirt through the shots.

He heard Junhee suck in a breath. Donghun thought he would just go to it, but he didn’t. He first straightened out the collar of the shirt, ran his hands deliberately down his chest. He made sure it covered as much of his chest as he could, even though it was sheer and then fingered the button at the bottom.

It wasn’t even the bottom of the shirt and once he undid that one there would only be two left. Donghun felt those two held onto his sanity.

Junhee popped the button out and his shirt opened to show more of his stomach. Donghun saw his belly button and then tried and failed not to zero on a vein that ran down Junhee’s abs into the hem of his pants.

“Donghun, where’s my face again? Or are we focusing on the pants?” His voice was pleased.

Donghun pulled up his eyes to look at him. He did it slowly, what was the point of hiding it anyway? They both knew what they were doing. Donghun just wasn’t sure where they would end up. He hoped that it would end with him getting to run his hands down Junhee’s chest but it wasn’t the time to think about that.

He grabbed a tulip from one of the boxes and brought it to Junhee. “Use this in your poses. Besides that - do what you will.”

With that he pulled up the camera and Junhee didn’t know what to say to the fact that Donghun didn’t answer until his voice came out low as he took the shot.

“And to answer your question. Yes, we will focus on the pants.” Junhee felt a zip up his spine and he was sure his face gave everything away. Now, that picture would not be appropriate for the magazine at all.

Junhee did his best to tease Donghun as they finished up in the morning. He moved his body sensually and made faces at the camera that he was sure were a little too much for the actual spread.

Instead of getting annoyed Donghun gave him as good as he got. He threw out compliments to Junhee, called him a brat when he felt like he needed to and continued to let Junhee have his way. Which, in turn, just made Junhee want him to take more control.

He stayed standing for the rest of the set, but took it upon himself to introduce the different flowers and few objects around the set. There were crystals he knew would create miraculous light, he would hold them up and look up to them.
He played around with the body jewelry he wore, he bit his lip, pushed his tongue against his cheek and messed with his shirt.

His best pose was when he grabbed the red drapery and had the idea to cover his face with it. Donghun had tilted his head, adjusted the light and told Junhee to try.

Donghun realized quickly that Junhee did have an eye for how pictures could turn out. He made sure that the drapery didn’t cover the clothes and then made the most beautiful lines with the light. He lifted up his hands to let the light shine through and tilted his head back.

He closed his eyes and let Donghun do most of the work here. And when they finished, Donghun decided this might be one of his favorite set of pictures so far. Maybe, behind the ones of Junhee laughing. But they were a close second.

Donghun realized it was time for lunch when Junhee’s manager was spotted coming out of one of the small offices. Donghun felt weird about the fact that after they ate their time would be almost up.

He really wasn’t sure what would happen, if anything, and felt that he didn’t want this to be over at all. Junhee was - unexpected to say the least.

He started to put his camera up on its stand when he felt a hand at his elbow. Junhee smiled at him when he turned. “Want to eat together again?”

The smile was sweet but Donghun didn’t trust it one bit, he could turn mischievous in a second. He nodded anyway and followed Junhee over to the food. He didn’t say anything as Junhee kept his hand on Donghun’s elbow.

It was warm, it lit a fire inside him. A fire that couldn’t be tamed and would end up burning right through him. He breathed through his nose and let Junhee drag him.

They ended up at the table, no one else was really around. Junhee’s manager had given them a side-eye, grabbed some food and made her way back to the small offices. Everyone else that had been there had gone for lunch.

Donghun grabbed a couple sandwiches and chips. Junhee’s hand lingered a minute before he let go. Well, let go was a little generous. He slid his hand almost all the way down Donghun’s arm, he pressed lightly into the bone of his wrist and then pulled away.

Donghun closed his eyes and held his plate tight as Junhee walked a little ways away to grab a cookie. Donghun grabbed water out of the cooler and made his way over to the table they sat at the day before.

Junhee muddled around the food for a minute before he joined him. Donghun liked to see that Junhee didn’t skimp on the food, he had seen too many models work all day and not eat anything.

He wanted to point it out, but he didn’t want Junhee to feel weird so he just smiled at him as he sat down. He grabbed a sandwich and started to eat, Junhee started with his cookie. He must have had a sweet tooth.

They sat in what surprised Donghun as comfortable silence for a couple minutes and then his head shot up when he heard Junhee moan. Loudly. He eyed him and watched as Junhee caught his gaze. He had the last bite of his cookie and stuck it in his mouth and chewed. The moaning continued.

Donghun looked at him slightly exasperated with his water half way to his lips.

Junhee finished and gave him a look, one that challenged him. “What? It was a good cookie.”

Donghun pushed his tongue against his cheek and laughed. “You are -”

Junhee bit his lip and waited for Donghun to finish. “Without a doubt one of the most annoying people I have ever met.” He laughed as he said it. “And I mean that in the most endearing way.”

Junhee stuck his tongue out between his teeth and winked. Donghun thought about the daily winks he usually got and thought how Junhee had already filled the quota up for years.

“I try my best.” It was breathy and proud. Donghun shook his head and smiled. He leaned his head on his hand. His elbow rested on the table and he watched as Junhee picked up his sandwich to eat.

A new song came over the speakers and Donghun perked up slightly. “This one’s my favorite.”

Junhee looked back up at him through his lashes. “Favorite what?”

Donghun hummed the melody and closed his eyes. He swayed slightly, he really did love this song. “Song of yours.”

He opened his eyes to see Junhee’s reaction and wasn’t disappointed. His eyes were slightly wider and his lips tipped upward without being quite a smile.

“You have a favorite of my songs? I thought you didn’t -” Junhee stopped. He put his food down and placed his hands in his lap. It was the most insecure Donghun had ever seen him and he wasn’t sure if he said something wrong.

He reached a hand across the table, palm flat. He made sure to catch Junhee’s gaze. “You aren’t shy about wearing sheer shirts but you get like this when I say I have a favorite of your songs.”

Junhee threw his head back and scrubbed a hand over your face. “You didn’t even know my music yesterday. I’m just confused. What did you do, go home and listen to all of them?”

It was Donghun’s turn to lose his cool. He pulled back slightly and looked down at the table. He heard Junhee’s intake of breath and then a slap as his hands landed on the table. He looked up to see the biggest smile on the idol’s face.

“You did, didn’t you? You went home and listened to my music. Oh my God. You really did that. I’m so - I’m gonna be so annoying about this.” Junhee laughed bright and loud. Donghun couldn’t help the smile that came over his face.

He held up his hands and leaned back in his chair, laughter rising in him. “Okay, okay. Yes, I know. I’m embarrassing. But I am always down for new music and I really liked what they were playing yesterday so when I got home and I couldn’t sleep I -”

Junhee’s voice was airy when he interrupted him. “You listened to my music because you couldn't sleep?” He looked very pleased with himself. He ran a hand through his hair and bounced slightly in his chair. “Did you also watch my music videos and interviews?”

Donghun couldn’t believe him. He had been shy for all of two seconds and now Donghun was the one that could feel the blush run up his cheeks. He grabbed his plate and stood up quickly. “No, nope. I am not doing this. I am going to sit outside and finish my food because I am certainly not answering that question.”

Junhee scrambled up and grabbed Donghun’s bicep. His grip was tight as Donghun stopped his movement. His hip bumped into the table but he couldn’t think of anything other than Junhee right in front of him.

He bit the inside of his cheek and squeezed Donghun’s arm. His thumb rubbed slightly up the muscle and Donghun caught his breath before it hitched. God, he wanted to take him by the hips and -

“I looked up every photoshoot I could find of you when I got home.” Junhee said it all in one breath and Donghun almost didn’t catch it. Junhee brought a hand up to his mouth and started to bite at his nails.

Donghun brushed his free hand through his hair, his bangs fell back in his face after he dropped his arm. “I want to make a that’s so gay joke right now. It seems fitting.”

Junhee didn’t move for a second and Donghun thought he had fucked up and then he watched as Junhee threw his head back, gripped Donghun with both hands and laughed so hard Donghun had to put his plate down and grab his hip.

When he pulled his head back up he leaned into Donghun and laughed with his face on the older man’s shoulder. Well, at least Junhee thought he was funny.

He held Junhee’s waist and laughed with him until Junhee brought his head back up. He had a few tears in his eyes and he was trying to control his breathing. He shook his head, in what seemed like fondness before he coughed. “It would be very fitting.”

Donghun nodded at him and then looked down at the floor. He realized how they were standing too late, too close and too alone.

When he looked back up Junhee wasn’t smiling, but he did have a smirk across his face. He was shameless. He was -

“Park Junhee, lunch is over, you need to get ready for the next set.” His manager came out of the little office and made her way over to them.

Junhee stomped on the floor like a child and whined. “But, I wasn’t finished. And what do I even have to get ready for. I’m literally just going to continue to take off the shirt.” He pulled on the thin material over his chest.

Donghun realized that Junhee still held his bicep and his own hands were traitorously still on his hips. Junhee’s manager eyed him and he let go quickly. Junhee looked back at him when he was released and Donghun could swear he saw a slight frown on Junhee’s face.

Junhee eventually let go of his bicep and groaned. His manager waited until he was done to explain. “We just wanted to touch up your hair and we were a little inspired by the shoot earlier. The flower petals were a very nice touch, Donghun. We wanted to touch up the makeup a bit and do a little tweeks.”

Donghun was about to speak on how he didn’t want anything changed but Junhee’s manager held up her hand. “We want you to make sure it looks good and we just want to rewet Junhee’s hair a bit.”

Donghun nodded at her. “Okay, that sounds good. What did you have in mind for the makeup.”

He followed her to the dressing rooms and Junhee walked behind them. Junhee tried his best just to follow but his eyes wandered. They strayed to Donghun's back and thighs and God, his ass.

Junhee was only pulled out of his gaze on Donghun’s legs when his manager snapped a finger in his face. He looked up to see Donghun raise an eyebrow in his direction. “Yes, what?”

His manager scoffed. “Sit, please.” She pointed to the makeup chair and he plopped down in it. Donghun sat himself back against the vanity. The makeup artist walked over to him and started to spritz his hair with a little water. She scrunched it up to make sure it curled against the nape of his neck and then wiped her hands off.

She grabbed a palette from her bag and a brush. She looked at Junhee and then stuck her hip out. She eyed Donghun. “I was going to put a little bit more red around his eyes. Touch up the glitter and add just a few streaks under his eye. Just to add to the color.”

Donghun looked at Junhee carefully, like he was trying to visualize and then brought his hand up to Junhee’s cheek. Junhee stayed perfectly still. “Here and here.” Donghun said as he swiped his finger across his cheekbone.

The makeup artist looked at Junhee and then Donghun and smiled. “You know your stuff. How?”

Donghun shrugged and sat back as the makeup artist instructed Junhee to close his eyes. He felt the sweep of the brush and relaxed. “My best friend, Byeongkwan, is a makeup artist. His boyfriend Sehyoon is a stylist. They have taught me a few things. It helps to know more than just the camera.”

She nodded and then her eyes widened. “Are you talking about the Kims?”

Donghun nodded his head a little surprised. “Yes, uh -”

She clapped a hand against his shoulder. Junhee opened one eye and watched them. “Oh, I’ve worked with them before. They are darling. The sweetest couple and talented too. They didn’t even need to talk to be able to tell each other what the style was. They just knew.”

Donghun laughed, pride swelled up inside him. Junhee watched as his eyes lit up. He felt something burn in his chest. Donghun was all smiles. “Yeah, they are. I love working with them. It’s literally like working with someone who can see the inside of your brain.”

Donghun looked over at Junhee as the makeup artist finished the marks on his cheek. “It’s actually a lot like working with Junhee here. I would love for all of us to work together.”

Junhee’s manager coughed and the makeup artist pursed her lips but then smiled. “Junhee is a treasure isn’t he.”

Donghun winked at him. He had a sudden urge to mess with him. “Oh, yeah he is definitely that. A one of a kind, find.”

The hand that smacked his stomach was quick and when Donghun grabbed it he realized how small Junhee’s hands were. Junhee squealed and Donghun shook his head at him. “Don’t mess up your makeup.”

Junhee scowled at him and the other two women laughed and his manager patted him on the back.

Donghun leapt up from the vanity and started to walk towards the door. He turned back around and leaned on the door frame. “Ready to go?” He pointed at Junhee as the other man rolled his eyes. “We’re about to lose the daylight. I wanna get you in that magic hour.”

Junhee licked his lips and popped up out of his chair. He walked over to Donghun and reached out a hand. He tickled under his chin as Donghun stood still. “Oh you’re definitely gonna get me. You can count on that.”

He walked away and Donghun watched the muscles in his back tense. He hoped what Junhee said wasn’t just some empty promise.

When they got back to the set Donghun realized they would have to set it up again on their own, but figured it would be for the best. Junhee swayed to the music as he stood off to the side of the set.

Donghun made a face at him and then beckoned him over with a two finger come here gesture. Junhee twitched slightly at the way he did it but listened easily. Donghun didn’t want to think too hard about how well Junhee always took his directions.

He bounced over to him. His shirt slightly askew and stood with his hands behind his back, like he was innocent and not shoving his chest directly in Donghun’s face.

“What do you need?” Junhee said it sweetly and completely fake. Donghun leaned down and then looked up at him. He grabbed a couple flowers from the box and shoved them at Junhee’s chest.

“Be a good boy and spread these out for me. Use your best judgement.” He looked back in the box to pull out some more flowers when he realized Junhee hadn’t moved.

“Junhee.” He waved a hand in his face. Junhee shook his head and his eyes came back from where they had been slightly glazed over. His pupils were a bit bigger than they had been recently. Donghun filed that for later.

“Sorry, did you just say good boy?” He now smirked and Donghun decided that teasing Junhee was like teasing a bear. They would probably, almost, always fight back.

“What? Are you not one?” Donghun felt brave and regretted it. Junhee didn’t say anything to that, just raised his eyebrows and backed away. He bit his lip before he turned around and made his way to the center of the set.

He started to arrange the flowers. Donghun ripped his eyes away from where he was bent over, ass and thighs on display. He grabbed more flowers, a little aggressively and started to place them.

They spent a good fifteen minutes making sure everything looked the way Donghun wanted. They had a runway of flowers and petals. Crystals lined the edges and fairy lights wound around it.

The ambiance it created was out of the world and Donghun couldn’t get enough of it. He couldn’t wait to shoot Junhee with this as the backdrop.

“Okay, this one is going to move pretty fast because of a couple reasons.” Donghun was about to list off his reasons when Junhee smiled.

“We’re losing the light is number one isn’t it?” He laughed lightly and Donghun decided that besides probably singing, teasing was Junhee’s favorite hobby.

Donghun scoffed. “Yes. And two, I want these to look more like they were shot in succession. I want the shirt to look like it’s coming off and then when it does we will do the idea with the flower petals.”

Junhee nodded as he let the idea sink in. Donghun grabbed his camera and took a few shots of the set. It looked incredible and the main attraction wasn’t even in the shot yet.

He pointed to where he wanted Junhee to stand. He took his spot behind the flowers and waited for more instruction. “Have you ever walked a runway, Junhee?”

Junhee thought for a second and shook his head. “Not really, no. But I think I know the general idea.”

Donghun eyed him and titled his head. “Don’t do what you think a normal runway model would do. I want these to look natural. Be authentic. I want it to look like you are walking towards something, not for something.”

Junhee crouched down as he thought about how to best execute Donghun’s idea. “Can I still pose and move my arms?”

Donghun nodded quickly. “Yes, do what feels comfortable. I’ll let you know if it doesn’t work. I have full confidence, though.” He winked and felt silly, but Junhee smiled at him.

“Okay. Let’s get to it then.” Junhee stood up and waited for Donghun’s cue.

The first pass wasn’t great. Junhee ended up kicking the petals and then almost tripping over the stems of the flowers. The photos came out blurry as Donghun laughed at him.

Junhee shook his head and went back around to the front of the flower runway. Donghun laughed as he rearranged the flowers again. “Okay, I said make it look authentic. Not, actually do it authentically.”

Junhee held out his hand in an accusation. “You did not say that at all. Oh my God. You are terrible.” He scoffed. “Oh Junhee, do this naturally. Oh, Junhee walk like you’re taking a stroll down the street but also be the most gorgeous human being on the planet.”

Donghun opened his mouth. “I never said that.”

Junhee stuck out his tongue. “You were thinking it though. Well - at least the gorgeous part.”

Donghun shook his head. “I hate that I can’t even argue with you, seeing as you are literally stunning.”

Junhee smiled and Donghun could see his gums it was so wide. He looked incredibly happy with himself. “I’m so smart.”

Donghun shook his head and rolled his eyes. He brought the camera up. “Okay, smart guy. Can you figure out how to walk without tripping this time?”

Junhee flipped him off. “Oh, fuck you.” He then proceeded to do exactly what Donghun had envisioned.

The walk was natural but Donghun could tell Junhee was thinking about his steps. The pedals were disturbed slightly but in a way that would look good on camera. He quickly snapped shots of Junhee, his finger barely moving off the button as he took as many as he could.

Junhee pushed his hands into his pockets and leaned his face up to the sunlight streaming in through the windows. He ran a hand through his hair and closed his eyes. He was ethereal and Donghun could not get enough.

When Junhee finished he spun him around and asked him to go again. He turned on the floor fan this time, on low, and had it blow in Junhee’s direction. His shirt billowed slightly around him and the flower pets spiraled up in a small tornado.

He took another pass and it was even more stunning than the previous one. But Donghun still didn’t have the progression of the shirt that the executives wanted.

He tapped his camera and bit his lip. Junhee gave him a look. “What is it? Does it not look good?”

Donghun shook his head with a slight frown on his face. He ran a hand through the loose side of his hair. “No, no it looks really good. It’s just not what the vision is.”

Junhee made an ‘ah’ sound and picked at the buttons on his shirt. “I know.” He went back to stand at the beginning of the petals. “We do a pass and each time I unbutton the shirt. And then when there are no more buttons I start to take the shirt off. You can get lower and lower to the ground and focus more on the pants.”

He looked a little timid at suggesting the idea but Donghun smiled wide. “That’s perfect, how do you do that?”

Junhee looked at him sweetly. “Do what?”

Donghun let out a breath and huffed. “Be perfect at literally everything.”

Junhee bit his lip and rocked on his heels. “Don’t know. Comes naturally I guess.”

Donghun could tell there was a force of confidence there. It was like Junhee didn’t really believe it but thought that since Donghun did he could fake it. Donghun understood him a little bit more.

He smiled at him softly and fiddled with the camera. “Let’s go, then. I’ve got you.”

Junhee placed his hands on his upper thighs and smiled wider. “I know you do.”

Donghun felt his heart pick up pace and knew his hands were slightly shaking. He picked up the camera and took the shots anyway.

Junhee did a beautiful job. Each pass he undid a button, he kept his hand on his shirt to make it seem like he was in motion. He would finish the runway and then walk back around and start over. Each time more skin was freed and Donghun had to make sure to keep the camera steady.

By the third pass the shirt was completely unbuttoned, Donghun had pulled up a box to sit on for the right angle, and Junhee walked down the flowers with his hands in his pockets. The shirt billowed behind him as he looked off to the side.

Donghun leaned forward slightly and held up a hand. Junhee immediately looked towards him. “Look straight at me. Look down at the camera. Imagine you have one track. You are now searching for something, and you’ve found it.”

Junhee sucked in a breath and did just what Donghun asked. His eyes were bright and aware, his chest puffed out and Donghun could swear that he wasn’t really looking at the camera. It felt personal, it felt too intimate and Donghun shook with it.
Junhee looked down at him and he shivered. He pulled the camera away when Junhee finished and swallowed. “One more pass, then we will shoot you in the flowers.”

Junhee nodded his head. The tension was more than Donghun had ever felt. There was now something hanging, it was thick and Donghun wasn’t sure if it would break without either of them breaking also.

“How do you want me?” Donghun shot his head up at Junhee’s husky voice. He had the shirt still on his shoulders. His hands were in his back pocket, it pushed his chest out again.

“Oh, shirt down around your arms. Let it fall naturally. And hook your thumbs in your belt loops.” Junhee nodded but didn’t speak as he fixed the shirt. He shrugged and let it fall into the crooks of his arm. He hooked his thumbs in his belt loops and then looked back up at Donghun.

Donghun gave him a thumbs up. He couldn’t speak just yet. He fiddled with the lens on his camera and caught his breath. They both needed some fresh air apparently.

“Ready, now.” Donghun said and Junhee took his cue. He walked with more purpose this time. It wasn’t quick but Donghun felt he had a destination in mind, he knew that in the pictures you would be able to tell. Everyone that saw the spread would ask what he was walking towards.

When he got to the end of the runway he didn’t stop. Donghun was sitting down on the floor now. He lowered the camera and Junhee stopped directly in front of him. “How was that?”

Donghun felt out of breath. He felt winded and like he wanted to grab Junhee by the wrist and yank him down into his lap. Instead he said, “Great. Can you get us some water bottles?”

Junhee’s mouth twitched and Donghun caught a flash of something in his eyes. But then Junhee smirked and raised his eyebrows. Shit.

“Hot?” His voice was normal again, teasing and sweet.

Donghun leaned back and messed with his shirt. He knew from this angle Junhee would be able to see his stomach, the way his muscles constricted as he breathed. He watched Junhee’s gaze travel along his body.

“No, but you look a bit peckish. Your cheeks are a little red.” Donghun teased even though he was incredibly hot and felt in need of a cold shower.

Junhee rubbed both of his hands over his face and when he pulled them away he was smiling brightly. He nodded his head and clicked his tongue. “I’ll go get the water then.”

Donghun watched him walk away and then leaned forward. He put his head between his knees and breathed. They were almost done, just one more set and he could possibly go home and jerk off for an hour. The thought didn’t help much.

He squealed when he felt ice on the back of his neck. He heard Junhee chuckle and then pressed the water bottle into his outstretched hands. “Dick.”

He looked up to Junhee who was still chuckling. “Mhm. Loved the reaction though. Very sensitive.”

Donghun opened the water bottle and took a huge gulp. He needed to turn up the fans. Junhee took a long drink of his water also and Donghun watched his throat move, watched how his mouth wrapped around the bottle and then shook the thoughts from his mind.

Junhee had to take an even bigger drink when he realized that Donghun was watching him and where his gaze was focused. They were both losing it.

Donghun put the water bottle next to the computer and watched Junhee put it off to the side of the set. He walked up next to him and bumped his shoulder. “Time to get covered in flowers.”

Junhee smiled and then laid down on the runway of flowers, directly in the middle. Donghun scoffed. “The shirt?”

He looked at Junhee as the other raised an eyebrow. “Actually, can I -”

Junhee shook his head, but tried his best not to disturb the flowers. “How many times do I have to tell you to move me however you like.”

Donghun closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. He could practically feel Junhee’s smirk. He gathered himself and then got on his knees next to him. He pushed his hip slightly and Junhee rolled onto his side. Donghun pulled the shirt and then pushed Juhee back down by the shoulder.

He fanned it out around him and set it as best as possible. He then got up and grabbed the box of petals. He started to rearrange them around Junhee as the other closed his eyes. He relaxed and Donghun could see how even his breaths were. “Hey, don’t fall asleep on me.”

Junhee smiled with his eyes closed, he lifted up an arm and waved Donghun off. “I’m still here, don’t worry.”

Donghun chuckled and finished what he was doing. It took him a few minutes to really get everything set and then a few more to make sure it looked right.

When he was done, Junhee was covered in flowers. He had them around his head like a halo or a crown, they scattered across his cheeks and over his chest. The only place that wasn’t fully covered was his legs. The pants were highlighted greatly and looked amazing against the contrast of reds, purples and blues. Junhee looked - ethereal, like some God Donghun had pulled out of a dream. His tan skin looked incredible with the colors and Donghun was sure that on camera it would look even more amazing.

He grabbed his camera from the stand and then made a quick decision. He would get Junhee’s jeans first and then work his way to his face.

He let Junhee know he was getting started and had Junhee pick up one knee and plant one foot flat on the ground. He took pictures of the jeans from a little bit of a distance and then got closer. When he needed to move Junhee’s leg or have him position it differently he lightly tapped Junhee’s boot with his own.

At one point though, he needed to be more physical. He tapped on Junhee’s knee and the other looked up at him. He nodded and Donghun grabbed behind his knee and pulled slightly, he moved his legs in the position he wanted.

Junhee didn’t say a word, he just watched him carefully and smirked when Donghun’s hand lingered farther up on his leg.

When he felt like he had enough shots of just the jeans, he made his way up Junhee’s body. He stood over him at the best angle. He had his feet on either side of the other’s hips. Junhee’s knee was propped up again.

“It’s best if I get closer and closer, I want to make sure you’re good. I’m going to need to -”
Donghun wasn’t sure how to finish.

Junhee raised an eyebrow. “Get close?”

Donghun licked his lips and nodded. “Yes.”

Junhee raised his arm behind his head and got comfortable. “Be my guest.”

Donghun felt something rise in his throat but he tampered it down. He got to work.

First he shot Junhee straight from above. He got the petals and his face and the body jewelry clear in the shot. Then he started to bend closer.

He bent his knees slightly leaned forward, he almost tipped forward but Junhee caught him with a hand to his calf. “Woah there, steady.”

Donghun chuckled and lowered the camera just a bit. “Nice catch.”

Junhee shrugged softly. “No problem. Want me to keep my hand here?” Said hand rubbed up and down his calf dangerously but Donghun needed the support. Junhee’s other arm was still thrown back behind his head on the ground.

Donghun nodded. “If you don’t mind.”

Junhee smiled at him and settled back completely. Donghun took more pictures. He directed Junhee to look to the side, to close his eyes and lift his chin to the sun. And then he told him to look directly at the camera. When Junhee did, Donghun almost dropped the camera and he accidentally sunk down onto Junhee.

The man under him made a noise and then smirked. Donghun started to apologize before Junhee cackled. “What is the zoom on your camera broken?”

Donghun scoffed and settled. He pushed up on his knees and stayed over the other man. “Actually, this is a good angle.”

Junhee bit his lip. “Well, then go ahead.”

Donghun pulled up the camera and Junhee went to turn his head. Donghun reached out with one finger and turned it back. “Look straight at me.”

He said it so softly he wasn’t sure that Junhee heard him but the other man nodded and kept his gaze. Donghun took multiple shots before he thought he had enough. He was about to tell Junhee he thought they were done when he heard a voice off to the side.

“What? The zoom on the camera doesn’t work?” Junhee’s manager sounded like she was laughing. Junhee scowled and rolled his eyes. “Too late, I already made the joke.”

Donghun wanted to look over at her but couldn’t. Junhee never unlocked their gaze. He heard Junhee’s manager laugh lightly and then walk away.

Donghun went to bring the camera back up, and in the span of a second Junhee had brought up one hand, grabbed his arm and pulled forward. Donghun shot his hand out and slapped it near Junhee’s head.

Junhee reached out and moved the camera so that it wasn’t directly in his face. “What are you doing?” He whispered and could practically feel how Junhee’s breath washed over his face.

He pulled back slightly and Junhee squirmed a bit under him. “Oh, I thought you wanted a close up, closer.”

Donghun couldn’t move. “I think this is close enough.”

Junhee hummed, lifted his knee higher and then Donghun came to his senses. Junhee looked to be in a trance. Donghun grabbed a handful of flowers and shoved them in his face.

Junhee sputtered and Donghun laughed. He leaned back into Junhee’s leg but didn’t get off of him. Junhee moved beneath him and then started to laugh. “You are such a dick.”

Donghun rolled off of him. His camera tight to his chest and laughed harder. “And you are - something else I can’t even describe.”

Junhee rolled his head to the side to look at Donghun. “In the best way I hope.”

Donghun was about to respond when they heard footsteps coming towards them again. Donghun shot up and saw an executive coming their way.

He pulled up from the ground and without thinking put a hand out for Junhee who grabbed it. The executive stopped at the computer and flicked through some of the pictures. He nodded and then turned back to them. “I can see you are hard at work.”

Donghun nodded. “Actually, I think we are all done.”

The executive nodded again and rapped his knuckles against the table. “Great, don’t worry about picking up, we will have someone come clean up the set.”

Donghun and Junhee didn’t move. He held his hand out to them. “When you feel you are ready, you are free to leave. Mr. Lee, we will be in contact for the editing of these and which ones to be included for the spread.”

Donghun nodded and felt Junhee brush against his side. The executive nodded at Junhee. “Thank you for a beautiful shoot Mr. Park. It will work so well with our magazine.”

Junhee smiled and nodded his head. The executive bowed and then walked towards the front of the loft. Donghun noticed that there was really no one else there. Besides Junhee’s manager, he got a sense that everyone was gone.

He knew they would probably come back for the clothes and sets in the morning. They were done. And Donghun felt his stomach drop.

He started to walk towards his camera and computer to get everything packed up when he felt a hand grab his wrist. Junhee held onto him and caught his gaze.

Donghun turned towards him. “Well, I guess we’re done. I think we have everything we need. It was really a pleasure working with you Junhee. Maybe we’ll end up on the same set again.”

It wasn’t what he wanted to say and by the look on Junhee’s face it wasn’t what he wanted either. He didn’t know what to do or what to suggest. He didn’t want to leave, he wanted to grab Junhee and press him to his body. He wanted the hand on his wrist to move up his arm and wrap around his neck. He wanted to pull him in and kiss him silly.

He didn’t, he couldn’t, he -

Junhee spoke before he finished his thought. “Actually, I was wondering if I could ask a favor.”

Donghun would do any favor he asked to be honest. “What is it?” He knew he sounded relieved. He didn’t want to sound desperate but -

“I have one of those polaroid cameras. I was wondering if you could take some pictures for my social media and some that I could raffle for fans.” He didn’t sound shy about asking, he actually sounded a little out of breath and like if Donghun didn’t say yes he’d drag him to it anyways.

Donghun smiled and nodded. “Yeah, I could definitely do that.”

Junhee smirked. “Awesome. You capture me better than I do myself anyways. There’s just something about the way you make me look.”

Donghun tilted his head. “And how is that?”

Junhee shrugged. “Not really sure, I just know I like it.” At that, Junhee ran his hand farther down Donghun’s wrist and grabbed his hand fully. “Come on. Let’s do it in the dressing room.”

Donghun caught the intonation of his voice and couldn’t help the way he practically jumped to be in step with Junhee. Was this actually happening, what was happening? Donghun wasn’t sure but he knew he’d go along with it.

Junhee pulled him to the dressing room and Donghun watched as his still open shirt billowed around him. When they made it to the door Junhee turned the doorknob and pulled Donghun in.

When he closed it Donghun was facing the opposite direction and could swear that he heard the lock click. He looked around the room and then felt a hand swipe across his hip. Junhee walked past him and reached into, what Donghun assumed, was his duffel bag.

Donghun eyed the bag and Junhee pulled out a polaroid camera. He looked up at Donghun and met his curious gaze. “I always pack my duffel, you never know what a set is going to be like. I have had days where I had hours to myself. I always pack a change of clothes, some shower stuff and -” Donghun watched as Junhee reached into the bag. “A pillow.”

Donghun laughed. “Really?”

Junhee threw the pillow at Donghun who caught it in his hands and turned it around. It was soft and shaped like a puppy’s face. “These couches are horrendous. I need something more comfortable than the arm to rest my head on.”

Donghun shook his head, but he noticed how fond it was. He walked over to the couch and put the pillow on one of the seats. Junhee fiddled with the polaroid, brought it up to his eye and then clicked.

Donghun didn’t expect the picture and made a face as Junhee chuckled. He pulled the picture out of the slot when it was done and started to shake it. He laughed at Donghun’s face. “Payback for the first few you took of me.”

Donghun tried to reach for the photo but Junhee pulled it away. Donghun almost fell into him but Junhee pressed the back of his hand into his chest as Donghun grabbed his bicep. They stood their for a minute before Junhee looked back at the picture.

His eyes turned soft for a second, only barely for Donghun to see and then he held up the picture to his face. “I’m keeping this as a souvenir.”

Donghun tilted his head and whined. “Please, I’m not the model here.”

Junhee looked at the picture again and winked. “Could have fooled me. You look hot.”

Donghun didn’t realize he had squeezed Junhee’s bicep until the other said his name. “Donghun.”

Donghun came back to himself and saw Junhee’ smile rise across his face. God, he was beautiful.

Junhee pulled back and Donghun thought he might be upset with him but Junhee just took another picture. He giggled and Donghun let him have it.

He put his hands in his pockets and watched as Junhee backed up. His smile was clear even from behind the camera. He took a couple more, took time in between to take the pictures out, set them on the arm of the couch and let them develop.

Finally, he dropped the camera to his side and smirked. “Okay, I think I have my fill. Your turn.”

Donghun scoffed and grabbed the camera when Junhee handed it to him. “How many do you want to take?”

Junhee thought for a second and shrugged. “I have plenty of film. Let’s take about five in this outfit and then -”

He pointed to the rack of clothes in the corner. The red leather pants from the day before were there with the blazer.

Donghun turned back to him. “Really?”

Junhee smiled bright and wide. “They’ll love it.”

Donghun rolled his eyes at the confidence, but again, it was fond.

He went to take a picture of Junhee before he stopped short. “Junhee, you might want to button the shirt back up. You’re gonna give your poor fans a heart attack.”

Junhee laughed and buttoned the shirt up with three buttons and held out his hands. “This good enough? Am I decent?”

Donghun shook his head and smiled. “Sure. If this is what you want.”

He went to take the picture again when they heard a knock on the door. Junhee scowled, the interruption annoying and walked to the door. He unlocked it, Donghun thought of the implications, and opened it to see his manager.

She leaned in and saw Donghun and then eyed Junhee. “It’s time to go.”

Junhee shook his head. “Donghun here has agreed to take some pictures for a raffle and my social media.”

She raised an eyebrow at him. “Volunteered?” She eyed Donghun. “If he’s holding you captive just blink twice.”

Donghun laughed and shook his head. “No, it’s fine. I don’t mind at all.”

She rocked on the balls of her feet and then pointed at Junhee. She whispered something to him that Donghun didn’t hear and then turned around and left.

Junhee closed the door and Donghun watched this time as he locked it. He turned around and leaned back against the wood. The look on his face was interesting and Donghun decided it was a perfect moment for a picture.

He snapped a shot. Junhee’s hand was still on the door knob, he was slightly slouched against the door and his face was a little red, pupils slightly big. Donghun pulled the picture out, shook it and watched it develop. All he could hear was their breathing.

When it was finished Donghun let out a breath. “Well, that one can not be raffled. I’m keeping it though.”

He heard Junhee suck in a breath and then laugh. Donghun placed the picture on the couch and watched Junhee move around the room.

“Seriously, now let’s actually take some we can use.” Junhee nodded and then started to casually pose around the room. They took some with his back to the wall, then sitting down on the vanity and one where he leaned against the rack of clothes.

When Junhee was satisfied he pulled the red leather pants from their hanger and started to change. Donghun looked for a minute before he remembered courtesy and turned around. He heard Junhee chuckle and knew he didn’t say anything on purpose. Donghun was sure he wanted him to look.

When he finished and also put on the blazer he came to stand in front of Donghun. He was reminded of the absolute blindside Junhee was in this outfit.

He stared awed for a second, he didn’t move the camera up. Junhee reached between them and pulled the camera up for him. He smirked. “You know, I don’t think you can take the picture by just staring at me hard enough.”

Donghun finally pulled himself out of his trance. “Brat.” He clicked a picture as Junhee laughed. That would be a good one, a very lucky fan would treasure that pola forever.

Junhee backed up to the vanity as Donghun took another one. And then stopped a couple feet in front of Junhee. The idol leaned back on the wood and pushed his hips out. He bit his lip and ran a hand through his hair. Donghun felt a curse rise in his throat and then took the picture.

He stared Junhee down as he pulled it out, shook it and waited for it to develop. When it was finished he didn’t even look at it.

He pulled the camera back up and stepped towards Junhee, he could feel the heat come off of him now. His face in the camera was intense and Donghun wasn’t sure how the picture would come out but he knew it was enough to kill.

He took the picture, pulled it out, shook it and waited for it to develop. When it was done, he again, didn’t look at it.

He went to take one more and felt hands grab his belt loops and pull him forward. He huffed and fell into Junhee, the camera still between them. It rested right on their chests.

Junhee pressed their hips together and whispered. “Take the picture, Donghun.”

Donghun took the picture. Pulled it out, shook it, it developed and he threw it on the vanity behind Junhee.

The camera was plucked from his hands. Junhee lined it up and took another one of him. Their gazes only broke because of the camera. Junhee didn’t even take the picture out when it was done. He just set it behind him and then his hands came right back to Donghun’s belt loops.

Donghun’s hands had somehow found their way to Junhee’s hips, his fingers had a mind of their own and were gently digging into Junhee’s skin under the blazer. He felt Junhee shiver.

Junhee didn’t say anything, he just stared Donghun down. Donghun felt like he was melting, he was set on fire.

“Junhee -” He whispered and Junhee leaned towards him, they were barely an inch apart, their breath mingled in the space between them and it took everything in Donghun not to lean forward.

Junhee licked his lips. “Donghun.”

Donghun fell forward, their foreheads pushed together. “What are you doing?”

Junhee shook his head slightly against his own. “Not sure, all I know is that I feel like I’ve been on fire the past two days and you -”

Donghun pulled back slightly to look into his eyes. “I what?”

Junhee pulled him in closer, if that was even possible. “You’re the cause. What are you going to do about it?”

Donghun swallowed and then let go of any anxiety or worry he might have had about this. “Better question is -” He pulled Junhee in tighter by the waist. One hand squeezed and the other wrapped around to the small of his back. He made sure to tuck it under Junhee’s blazer and heard the greatest sound as he pushed slightly.

Junhee whimpered softly and Donghun smiled. Oh, this was going to be fun. He leaned into Junhee and brushed his mouth against his ear and whispered. “What do you want Junhee? What do you want from me?”

Junhee shivered in his grip and Donghun tightened his hands. He pulled back and looked at Junhee. His pupils were black and licked his lips. His breath was heavy and his chest pushed against Donghun’s. There was no turning back now.

Junhee raised an eyebrow at him and smirked. “What do I want?”

Donghun nodded and rubbed his hand up and down Junhee’s back. His skin was soft and smooth. Donghun wanted to turn him around and feel the skin with his lips. Junhee leaned forward and Donghun thought Junhee was going to kiss him but his lips missed on purpose. He brushed them against Donghun’s cheek.

His breath was hot and it made Donghun sweat. Junhee’s grip on his belt loops loosened as one hand made its way up his arm and then to his neck. He brushed aside a piece of hair that wasn’t braided and cocked his head to the side.

He looked up at Donghun through his eyelashes as he threaded a hand through his hair. He looked almost innocent. His eyes were wide and his lips were full from where he had been biting at them. Donghun wanted to ruin him, wanted to throw him down on the couch and turn him into a whimpering mess.

Junhee pulled on his hair gently and Dongun let out a low noise, a grunt more than a moan. Junhee smirked like he knew exactly what Donghun was thinking. He didn’t lean in to share his thoughts, he didn’t whisper them into Donghun’s ear. He had too much confidence and not enough shame for that.

No, when Junhee told Donghun what he wanted he said it out in the open, in a voice that Donghun would not forget for a very long time. It would play over and over in his mind without permission, and would taunt him.

His voice was sultry and smooth when he told Donghun what he wanted. “Donghun.”

Donghun swayed slightly. The lilt to his voice caused Donghun’s brain to short circuit. Before he could even think about the way Junhee said his name, the next words hit him like a truck. “Fuck me.”

It was almost a growl and Donghun swore that Junhee would have a bruise on his hip from the way Donghun’s grip tightened on him. Donghun couldn’t say anything for a split second and then he finally regained the ability to speak.

He leaned in close, his lips almost touching Junhee’s. “Are you sure about that? Are you absolutely sure?”

He gripped Junhee as tight as he could to him, the other man grabbed both his shoulders and made a noise in the back of his throat. His ‘yes’ was breathy.

Donghun leaned into mouth at his jaw and then his ear. “I’ll fuck the life out of you Park Junhee.”

He was the confident one now, Junhee was pliant in his arms. Donghun had a feeling he’d still be a brat, but god was he just letting Donghun hold him up.

Junhee’s voice was ragged when he spoke. “I bet you can’t.”

Donghun had been right. A pliant brat.

He grabbed Junhee lightly by the chin and pulled his face up. He bumped their noses together. “Baby, I don’t think you want to take that bet.”

Junhee practically whimpered, Donghun was practically holding him up against the vanity. He could already feel Junhee hard against his thigh, his pants hid nothing.

“Donghun.” His voice came as a surprise and Donghun caught his gaze. “Please.”

He couldn’t take it anymore. He grabbed the back of Junhee’s neck and pulled him in. It was rough and demanding and Junhee kissed him back without a thought. There was no awkwardness and Donghun had never kissed someone so immediately without trouble.

They matched each other without thought and it made something in Donghun’s heart sing. Junhee was perfect and Donghun wanted to devour him.

Donghun wrapped him up completely in his arms, one hand on his back and the other in his hair. Junhee’s hand came up to wrap around his neck and gripped him tight. Donghun leaned into him and Junhee arched his back as he was pushed up against the vanity.

A whimper escaped his mouth when Donghun bit his lip and then opened his mouth so Donghun could slide his tongue in. Junhee was hot all over, his mouth wasn’t an exception. Donghun moaned as he deepened the kiss.

Junhee’s hand came up to cup his cheek and Donghun moved his head by the back of his neck. The kiss turned deep and slow as Donghun got comfortable. His hands roamed over Junhee’s bare skin and the other man let him do whatever he wanted.

He bit Junhee’s lip and the other released a moan. He pressed a hand to his back and Junhee lifted with it. He sucked on his tongue and Junhee went completely limp in his arms. He wasn’t sure how long it would stay like this but Donghun was sure enjoying it.

He reached down and lifted Junhee’s leg by his knee and wrapped it around his waist. It caused Junhee to lean back more onto the vanity, but then he decided that wasn’t what he wanted. He pushed forward and grinded boldly against Donghun.

Donghun groaned and pulled his leg together around his waist. The leather was hot under his hands and he could feel Junhee’s skin start to turn tacky with sweat. It didn’t deter him, it only made him want him more.

Junhee kissed him like it was the only thing he wanted to do. It was like nothing Donghun had ever experienced before. Kissing was nice, but he never savored it like this, he felt he could kiss Junhee for hours.

But maybe it wasn’t the only thing he wanted to do. Junhee pulled away and caught his breath. Donghun dipped down and attached his teeth to Junhee’s neck. The idol whined and gripped Donghun’s shoulders tight. “No marks.” He was clearly out of breath and Donghun liked the way he sounded. Donghun lifted his head and caught Junhee’s gaze. He brushed a piece of hair out of his eyes. His forehead glistened with sweat, he seemed hot in the blazer and pants.

He nipped at Junhee’s lips and then kissed his cheek. He ran his lips across the bone and then kissed the shell of his ear. “Personal preference or work worry?”

Junhee shivered at his voice and grabbed a handful of his hair. Donghun leaned back in Junhee's direction. “Trust me, if I had it my way I’d be covered in your marks.”

Donghun sucked in a breath and surged forward. He kissed Junhee hard, almost all teeth as he bit his lip. Junhee hissed and ground down forward against him again. Donghun’s hands were too hot against his skin.

He brought his lips back to Junhee’s skin and kissed along his neck, he was gentle and it seemed to frustrate Junhee slightly, the softness.

He pulled Donghun in tighter and whimpered at the soft touches. Donghun ran a hand up his back and in between his shoulder blades, the other ran down and grabbed his ass. Junhee choked on a moan and Donghun smiled into his skin.

He kissed along his collar bones and moved the blazer to the side so he could get at more skin. The hand on his ass trailed around to the front of him and skirted his stomach. Donghun could feel Junhee’s muscles jump as he tickled his way across Junhee’s skin.

He was so soft all over, built in all the right places but Donghun wanted to sit and run his hands over every part of his body that he could reach.

Junhee’s hand reached for his shirt and pulled it where it was tucked in. He finally got his hands on Donghun’s skin and they both moaned at the contact. Junhee was hot, hands ran over his back and up his spine.

Donghun shivered as his fingers danced across his back, pulled at the hair at the nape of his neck and then slipped between the waist of his pants and his skin. Junhee’s hands had a mind of their own and they pulled him in. He could tell Junhee wanted to be closer, but he wasn’t sure it was possible short of Donghun being inside of him.

And that was -

Donghun came to his senses after Junhee made a noise at the way their bodies connected. He pulled away slightly and tried to get Junhee’s attention. He pulled his chin up. “Junhee. Baby.”

Junhee hummed and ran a hand through Donghun’s hair. “Why are you stopping?”

Donghun kept a hold of him. “I can’t fuck you if we don’t have -”

Junhee put a finger to his lips and smirked. “Oh, that’s all.”

Donghun blinked and then Junhee was leaving his arms. “What are you doing?” He reached for him but Junhee just winked at him. Donghun’s hands trailed off of him and Junhee snickered. “Already, gasping for it aren’t we. Give me just a second.”

Junhee walked to his duffel, leaned over it and then smirked at Donghun. He didn’t say a word as he turned back and dug around. He grabbed a couple things and then stood back up straight. The look on his face was nothing short of proud. He had a small bottle of travel lube in his hand and a strip of condoms in the other.

Donghun’s jaw dropped. “May I ask, why? Why do you have that in a bag you take to work?”

Junhee laughed and brought everything over to the vanity and set it down off to the side so it wouldn’t get knocked off. He shrugged his shoulders and then ran his hands up Donghun’s arms.

Donghun grabbed his hips and pulled him in. Junhee leaned back on the vanity and smiled. It was sweet and demanding, it made Donghun want so many things he wasn’t sure he could have.

Junhee ran a hand over Donghun’s cheek and then settled it on his neck where he tapped a finger in time with Donghun’s heartbeat. It was practically racing. Donghun grabbed Junhee’s wrist and caressed the skin. The softness was something he didn’t think about, it came natural to him.

Junhee looked at the way Donghun stroked his wrist and a smile graced his features. He wasn’t used to this part, to the ease, to the way Donghun’s other hand gripped his hip without too much force.

He leaned casually and comfortably and Donghun wanted to stay in that moment for a minute. He wanted - it was too much to think about what he already wanted.

Junhee spoke just into their space. “I was on vacation recently and I always like to be prepared. You never know when -”

Donghun raised an eyebrow. “When you’re gonna be fucked in the ass.”

Junhee dropped his mouth open and swatted at Donghun. Donghun laughed and caught both of his wrists in his hands and pulled. Junhee fell forward onto him. Donghun trapped his hands between them. He caught a look on Junhee’s face and stored it away for if he ever got another chance to be with this man.

Junhee rolled his eyes. “I like to be prepared and I feel it’s better to have it and not use it than to just not have it at all. I forgot to clean it out, I was about to last night but -” Junhee looked down at the floor, there wasn’t embarrassment in his face, but concern that Donghun would think he was weird.

Donghun rubbed his thumbs across Junhee’s wrists and brought them up to rest on his chest and let go. He wrapped his arms around Junhee again and smiled. He kissed him sweetly. It was soft and sure. Junhee leaned into it and hummed.

Donghun pulled away and brushed hair out of Junhee’s face and then leaned their foreheads together. “Well, I for one, am glad that you didn’t unpack. I was literally going to combust if you didn’t -”

Junhee hummed. “Didn’t what? Seduce you.” He kissed Donghun’s cheek. “Make you want me?” He kissed his neck and Donghun shivered. “Didn’t make myself irresistible to you?”

His hands ran up and under Donghun’s shirt. His skin practically sizzled with the contact and he hissed when one of Junhee’s hands reached his chest and flicked his nipple. “Guess what, Donghun?”

He whispered against Donghun’s lips and kissed him hard. When he pulled back Donghun was slightly dazed but shook out of it quickly. “What?”

Junhee bit Donghun’s lip and slipped his tongue back inside his mouth. Donghun groaned and then followed Junhee when he pulled away. “I wanted you from the moment I saw you. That sweater, your shoulder, your hair, your skill.”

Donghun hummed as Junhee kissed down his neck and then reached for the hem of his shirt. Donghun lifted his arms as Junhee pulled it off of him and then attached his lips back to his skin.

He swirled his tongue around his collar bone and Donghun moaned. Junhee bit him in the same spot and he hissed. He then moved down further, Donghun threw his head back as Junhee kissed across his chest and ran a hand up his side. His abs constricted and his breath came out fast.

He could feel Junhee against him. Hard and wanting. Junhee flicked his tongue across Donghun’s nipple and Donghun moaned loud and low. Junhee smirked up at him, his teeth bright. He was so proud of himself.

Donghun wanted to give him what he had asked for.
Junhee was about to lean back in when Donghun lifted him back up. Junhee gave him a slightly confused look until Donghun’s hands worked on the one button holding his blazer together. Once he got the memo he helped take it off quickly.

He ripped it off his arms and threw it somewhere in the dressing room. They could dry clean it, Junhee really couldn’t care less. Donghun’s hands ran up his chest and he pulled him in and kissed him hard.

Junhee wrapped his arms around his neck and pushed their bodies together. Donghun couldn’t get enough of him. He needed him closer, he needed him everywhere.

He reached down and wrapped his hands around Junhee’s thighs and lifted. Junhee whined high and loud and promptly wrapped his legs around Donghun’s waist.

He held him there as they kissed, as Junhee relaxed in his arms and threaded his fingers through his hair. Donghun groaned as he pulled and leaned his head back. Junhee ran his tongue along the curve of his neck and then latched onto his jaw.

“What you can leave marks?” Donghun teased.

Junhee pulled away and raised an eyebrow at him. “Do you have a reason for me not to?” He smirked and bumped their noses. “Cause if not I’d like to finish.”

Donghun breathed in hard. “Do as you wish.”

Junhee bit his lip and then dove into his neck. Donghun hissed as Junhee’s teeth connected to his skin and then he started to suck a bruise into it. Donghun moaned when Junhee started to grind against him.

He didn’t have much leverage so Donghun decided it was time to sit Junhee down. He made his way back to the vanity and set Junhee down on the ground. The other man groaned at the loss of contact, but Donghun just smiled at him.

Junhee looked behind him. “Wanna fuck me on the vanity? I would really rather not get things jabbed into my back.”

Donghun raised an eyebrow, reached past Junhee and swiped everything but the lubes and condoms off the wood. He then picked Junhee up by the waist and deposited him on the edge.

Junhee’s face was shocked at the display. Donghun watched as he decided how he felt about the manhandling. He knew he liked it. “You said I could move you however I wanted.”

Junhee swallowed and grabbed Donghun’s hips. He pulled him in between his legs and got them as close as he could. Donghun grabbed behind Junhee’s knees and pulled slightly so they slotted together.

They both groaned at the contact. Junhee hissed into his ear. “I did, didn’t I?”

Donghun ground down forward and Junhee moaned. He threw his hands around Donghun’s neck and pulled him back in. Their bare chests touched and both of them groaned at the sensation. They kissed deep and slow.

Donghun couldn’t get enough of his mouth, of how he tasted, how he kissed, how his hands roamed across his back and chest.

This was different than with other people, people he had been with for longer and known for more than a couple days. There was just something about Junhee that caused this need inside him.

Junhee locked his ankles behind him and Donghun ran his hand down his thigh. He ran his hand up the inseam and then up his thigh. Junhee whined when Donghun cupped him in his hand. His cock was hot under the leather of the pants and Donghun wasn’t sure how he was even breathing in them.

They were so tight, Donghun looked down and the view he was greeted with was mouth watering. “Jesus Christ, look at you.”

Junhee’s chest was heaving with his breaths, sweet glistened on his skin and you could see the clear outline of his cock through his pants. Donghun stroked a hand up him, touched him barely and watched as Junhee’s breath hitched.

“Please.” Junhee whimpered and Donghun almost crumbled at his voice. He wanted to give him everything but he held back. He did want to see Junhee work for it.

He leaned in and kissed Junhee’s check and kissed down his neck. “Please, what baby?”

Junhee grabbed his shoulders and squeezed. “Touch me, anything. Just something.”

Donghun hummed. He grabbed the back of Junhee’s neck and thread his fingers through the curls. Junhee leaned his head back in his head and moaned. Donghun kissed lightly across his chest.

“What do you want? Hm. Do you want my hand?” He punctuated the words with a stroke to Junhee’s cock. The other man lifted up on the vanity, he tried to follow Donghun’s hand but he pulled it away.

Junhee whined. “You’re being mean, Donghun.”

Donghun laughed softly and kissed across Junhee’s chest to his other cheek. “Am I? Maybe it’s payback for being a brat.”

Junhee let out a laugh, it was strained as Donghun pinched him on the side and then flicked his tongue against Junhee’s nipple. “Ah, I can be even worse if you don’t get on with something.”

Donghun hummed and then stood up straight. He ran his hand along Junhee’s thigh and sighed. He brushed the hair from his face and watched as Junhee leaned into him. He kissed him soft and slow. “Hand or mouth.”

Junhee cursed into the kiss. “Fuck.”

Donghun laughed and kissed Junhee again. He grabbed his cheeks in both his hands and pulled him slightly forward, Junhee braced both of his hands on Donghun’s chest. “Yes, that. We will get there but before that -”

Junhee scoffed. “If I knew you’d be like this.” Junhee then laughed at Donghun’s face. “I still would have come on to you. Trust that. I might have just prepared myself better.”

Donghun kissed his cheek and then his jaw line. “Prepared better for what?”

Junhee leaned into him more and hummed at how nice the kisses felt against his heated skin. “For you. For how you are. I saw it while we were shooting but I didn’t think - I hoped but -”

Donghun pulled away slightly, eyes bright and pupils blown. “Hoped I’d be -”

Junhee licked his lips. “Demanding. Controlling. I hoped you’d make me work for it.”

Donghun smirked. “Baby, what do you want?”

Junhee grabbed Donghun’s chin and then pulled the bottom of his lip down with his thumb. He opened his mouth and Junhee licked into it. He ran his tongue over his teeth and then pulled back. Donghun tried to follow him, but Junhee leaned towards his ear.

“Your mouth, God, please.” Junhee practically begged. Donghun obliged.

He gave Junhee one last kiss and then sunk down to his knees. He smirked up at Junhee when he heard his intake of breath. The vanity was short so he was at perfect eye level with Junhee’s cock. It was still covered by his pants, but Donghun would make sure to get them off soon.

He ran his hands up the insides of Junhee’s thighs and leaned in to mouth at his stomach. He licked across his abs and Junhee threw his head back as Donghun stroked him with light fingers. He sucked for a second on the skin in front of him and then bit Junhee’s hip bone.

Junhee thrust up and Donghun shoved his hips down with his hands. “Junhee, will you let me do this?”

Junhee huffed and looked down at him. He was a wreck. “Please just -”

Donghun reached up a hand and ran it across his chest and then wrapped it around his neck lightly. He pushed only slightly and Junhee leaned back and let him control his movement. “I will do whatever you want as long as you listen.”

Junhee nodded and Donghun withdrew his hand. He let it slide down until he gripped his hips again. He reached for the button on Junhee’s pants and then released the zipper. Junhee let out a breath that he had been holding in. Donghun knew it probably felt good to release some of the pressure.

He grabbed the hem of the pants and was about to yank when he had a thought. “Junhee -”

Junhee looked down at him, his face confused as to why Donghun wasn’t just ridding him of his pants as fast as possible.

“What? Why are you stopping?” He pouted and Donghun found it hard to deny him anything.

He smiled and kissed beside Junhee’s belly button. “Can I fuck you with them on?”

Junhee’s breath hitched and he let out a breathy, “Yes, God, yes.”

Donghun smirked. Stretched up to kiss him and then went back to his knees. He gripped the edge of the leather and started to pull down and choked when he realized Junhee wasn’t wearing underwear. “I literally watched you take your other pants off?”

Junhee smirked at him from where he leaned back on his hands. “You turned around and I just made a quick decision.”

He was pleased with himself and Donghun needed to make him remember who was in charge. “Menace.”

Junhee was about to laugh but it was cut off into a moan when Donghun ran his hand up his length still hidden in his pants. “Please.” Junhee whined.

Donghun smirked. “Better.”

He then gripped and pulled them down to his thighs. Donghun swallowed when his cock came into full view. Every part of Junhee was beautiful, apparently. He heard Junhee whine, a pleased sound now that the pressure was off.

He didn’t say please or whine, just waited patiently as Donghun looked his share. Donghun looked back up at him when he’d decided he’d taken his time memorizing every inch of Junhee he could see.

Junhee reached down and wound a hand through Donghun’s hair. “Almost.” Donghun whispered to him and then kissed his stomach and trailed kisses down his thigh. He landed below Junhee’s hip bone in the area between his cock and his thigh.

He kissed there and then sank his teeth into him. Junhee practically yelled as Donghun worked a bruise into his skin. This wouldn’t be seen, and when Junhee didn’t say anything he took that as his cue. He slid his hand up the opposite thigh and then wrapped his hand around Junhee’s cock.

Junhee threw his head back and moaned so loud that he knew if anyone else was still in the studio they’d know exactly what was going on. He wasn’t going to tell him to be quiet though.

He detached from Junhee’s thigh and looked up at him. He was stunning and looked like he was in heaven. Donghun didn’t want to make him wait any longer. “Junhee, you good?”

Junhee nodded and babbled. “Yes, yes. Please.”

Donghun hummed and stroked him loosely. He kissed right next to his cock and Junhee whispered another please. “Please what?”

Junhee practically scowled down at him. “Don’t be like that. Just tell me what you want.”

He moved his mouth a couple times before it came out loud enough for Donghun to hear. “Please put your mouth on me.”

Donghun licked his lips and smiled at him. “Of course.”

He leaned down and licked the head, pre-cum already gathering. He heard Junhee moan loud and long. He swirled his tongue around his slit and then ran it down the vein on the side of his cock. Junhee whined.

The hand in his hair pulled tight. But Donghun let him have that, if he needed to he’d press his hands into his sides. But it was fine for now, he actually liked the slight pain and Junhee’s nails scratching along his skull.

He ran his tongue back up and then circled the head with his tongue again. He teased Junhee for just a second more before he sucked on the tip. Junhee tried to thrust his hips but Donghun threw one arm across him and pushed him back down. Once he had him settled and secure, Donghun sucked down on his cock.

He hollowed out his cheeks and hummed as he sank down. Junhee wailed. He set a steady pace where he sucked on the head, sank as far down as he could, ran his tongue up the side and then came back up to repeat the process.

He kept one hand on the parts of Junhee he couldn’t get in his mouth. He hummed again and moaned as Junhee tried his best to grind his hips up. If he had another chance at his he’d let Junhee fuck his mouth.

He did his best to bring Junhee all the way up and then would pull back off and let him babble out a plea before he went back. Once he could see that Junhee was wrecked he sunk all the way down and sucked him hard and fast.

He ran his tongue up the side of his cock on the vein and gave Junhee a little bit of room to move his hips, but Donghun still had control. Junhee’s hand in his hair was rough, but still gentle.

Donghun felt him swell in his mouth. “Donghun, I’m going to -”

Donghun pulled off quickly, when he spoke his throat was raw. “Go ahead, come.”

With that he sucked Junhee as far as he could and felt him come down his throat. He sucked until Junhee’s hand went practically limp in his hair and then swallowed. Junhee whimpered at how sensitive he was and Donghun finally pulled off.

He looked up at Junhee and he was a sight. Sweat covered his forehead and plastered his bangs to his forehead. He was a mess, but Donghun couldn’t get enough of him.

Junhee brought a hand to Donghun’s mouth and wiped at his chin. He brought the finger to Donghun’s mouth and he opened it for him. Donghun sucked on his finger as Junhee moaned. He thrust his hips up gently and Donghun chuckled around his finger.

He eventually pulled Junhee’s hand away and surged up to kiss him. Junhee cock rubbed against his stomach and they both groaned. The kiss was sloppy but Donghun dove into it.

Junhee was absolutely addicting. Donghun wasn’t sure he could get enough of him. They kissed like they were starving and Donghun pushed Junhee back on the vanity completely. His pants stayed right under his cock.

Donghun thought they would be uncomfortable but Junhee didn’t move to take them off. They were both a bit turned on by them.

They kissed until Junhee made a noise in the back of his throat and his hand made its way down Donghun’s chest. Both hands joined at his belt, Junhee threaded it through the loops and yanked it out.

He whipped it off the side and then threw it to the floor. Donghun pulled back and watched as Junhee worked the buttons on his jeans and then drew the zipper down.

He shoved his hand inside Donghun’s pants without question and then looked up at him. The look on his face was like the cat got the cream and Donghun wasn’t sure how he felt about it.

He grabbed Junhee’s face and kissed him hard as Junhee stroked him so that he was fully hard. His small hand felt incredible on Donghun and he moaned into the other man’s mouth.

“God, Junhee.” Donghun felt defeated by just his hands, he couldn’t imagine what it would feel like to be inside him. Speaking of -

He let Junhee jerk him off for another minute before he reached down and pulled his hand out. Junhee whimpered as Donghun circled his wrist with his fingers. He squeezed slightly and watched Junhee’s mouth open at the pressure.

He reached up one hand and wrapped it around his neck, resting there like before. He put on a little pressure and Junhee melted. “Donghun. You gonna have your way with me or what?”

Donghun was astonished that Junhee could even speak right now, his capability to be a brat even when he was completely submissive and hit every single button Donghun had.

“Are you sure you can handle me having my way with you?” Donghun kissed up his cheek and to his ear. The hand on Junhee’s neck squeezed just a tiny bit and Junhee gasped. One of his hands came up to hold Donghun’s wrist. It didn’t pull him away, it held him there.

“Why don’t you show me. I’m not sure you’ll live up to what I have in mind.” Junhee was a menace and taunting and Donghun wanted to ruin him.

He smirked at Junhee, and then licked into his mouth when the other leaned forward. He kissed him deep as he let go of his wrist and neck. He grabbed onto his hips and as Junhee fell completely into the kiss Donghun spun him around and shoved him down onto the vanity.

He had one hand on Junhee’s back, pushing him forward and another wound in his hair and pushed his cheek onto the vanity. Junhee let out the loudest moan Donghun had ever heard.

It made him shake and his cock twitched still in his jeans. Junhee panted and pushed his hips back when Donghun leaned forward over him.

He pushed his chest to Junhee’s back and Junhee pushed his ass into his hips. Donghun felt him rub up against him and had to push his forehead into Junhee’s spine and breathe. Junhee struggled playfully against Donghun’s hands, but he knew that the other didn’t actually want to be anywhere else. He could tell this is exactly what Junhee wanted.

He finally caught his bearings and moved closer to Junhee’s neck. He kissed up his spine, shivers ran up and down his back, and then kissed along his neck. Donghun moved his head by his hair and Junhee strained up to receive the kiss.

Donghun bit his lip and Junhee gasped as he shoved his ass back again. Donghun held his hip tight in one hand so that he couldn’t move back too far. “You’re not going to behave, are you?”

Junhee poked his tongue out of his mouth, a satisfied look on his face. “Absolutely, not.”

Donghun pushed his forehead into Junhee’s neck and practically growled.

Junhee pushed up on him for a minute and then settled on the vanity. “You going to finger me open or do I need to do it myself?”

Donghun growled loudly this time and Junhee moaned at how Donghun pressed him down harder into the vanity. “Maybe I’ll let you fuck yourself open and then not touch you, let you do all that work as I watch.”

Junhee whined. His whole body shivered, he went completely pliant. “That’s what I thought.”

Junhee grabbed the lube from the other side of the vanity and shoved it back into Donghun’s hand. “Please.”

Donghun kissed his cheek and then his mouth. “Only if you let me do this my way.”

Junhee didn’t say anything this time. He just nodded and then turned his face into the vanity. He pillowed his head on his arms and breathed out slow and steady.

He pushed his hips back slightly as Donghun popped the cap on the lube and coated his fingers. He rubbed his fingers together to warm it up and then pulled away from Junhee. The other whined at the loss of contact, Donghun took pity on him and ran a sweet hand through his hair.

He then pulled away and backed up enough to have room. He pulled down Junhee’s pants enough to have his ass all the way out and then spread him open.

Junhee moaned at the action and Donghun took a second to appreciate the view. Junhee’s pants under his ass, leather stark red against his skin. Junhee pillowed his head on his arms on the vanity, bent in half.

He felt like he was in heaven.

He circled a finger around Junhee’s rim and listened to him moan at the contact. He could see that Junhee had a stretch of skin he was biting into on his arm. Donghun reached forward and removed his arm from his mouth.

Junhee whimpered and Donghun soothed a hand down his back. “One last time to back out?”

Donghun ran his finger around his rim and slightly pushed the tip of his finger in. Junhee gasped. “If you don’t fuck me, I’m going to kill you.”

With that Donghun shoved his finger in as far as he could. Junhee’s back bowed and Donghun shoved him back down on the table. He pumped his finger in and out making sure to keep track of Junhee’s moans and sounds, to make sure he was comfortable.

Junhee was an absolute mess and by the time Donghun entered a second finger he was just babbling words. Some were Donghun’s name, others were curses and most were just long drawn out moans.

Donghun leaned forward and kissed up his spine as he worked him open on two fingers and when he reached his ear he circled the rim with a third. Junhee pushed back. “Yes, yes, please yes.”

Donghun took that as his cue and shoved three fingers in him. He started to scissor them to work Junhee open more and held onto his hip tight as Junhee tried his best to fuck himself back on his fingers.

He took his time, making sure that Junhee would not feel any pain, and that Junhee was fully hard again.

The other stayed laid out on the vanity and made tiny movements of his hips as Donghun held him down and fucked him with his fingers.

It wasn’t too long before Junhee shot a hand back and grabbed Donghun’s hip and then reached for his arm.

He set his cheek on the vanity and breathed in huge gulps of air. His voice was rough when he spoke. “Donghun, I’m good. Fuck me. I swear to God -”

Donghun chuckled and pulled his fingers out slowly. Junhee whimpered and tried to push back on them even though he was the one that insisted Donghun move on. “You don’t need to bring him into this. I’m enough on my own, promise.”

Junhee whimpered and his nails cut into Donghun’s arm where he gripped it. Donghun let him have the grip as he pulled his fingers completely free. He wiped his hand on his own pants and breathed for a second.

Junhee groaned on the vanity and pushed his hips back. “Please, please -”

Donghun shushed him and kissed his cheek and then his mouth as he grabbed for a condom. Junhee licked into his mouth and whined. Donghun finally found the condom and then pulled back to put it on.

He was too impatient to take his pants all the way off so he shoved them down just far enough and opened the condom. Junhee didn’t get up from his spot, just shoved his hips backwards as he listened to Donghun behind him.

Donghun looked at the mirror in front of them and then caught Junhee’s eye as he pushed up on his elbows. His cheeks were red and sweat dripped down his temple. Donghun had never seen anyone so hot and ready for him.

Donghun rolled on the condom and then ran a hand up Junhee’s back, His head dropped in between his arms, his skin sticky and sensitive from what they had already done.

Donghun kept his gaze. “You want to turn around or -”

Junhee shook his head. “Fuck me on the vanity. Come on, Donghun. Don’t make me wait.”

Donghun honestly couldn’t resist. His voice and the way he looked made him want to give him everything he asked for.

He grabbed Junhee’s hips and pulled them back. He grabbed the lube from where he had thrown it and poured more over his fingers, he prepared himself and then lined up.

Junhee smirked at him from the mirror and pushed back, he held tight to his hips so he didn’t enter him, but Junhee sure did resist being held down. “I thought you said you were going to fuck the life out of me. Show me what you got.”

Donghun took a huge breath as he watched Junhee’s face and then shoved inside him. He had prepared him incredibly well so when he sank all the way down Junhee just moaned low and loud.

Donghun ground down and made sure he was as far as he could go. Junhee whimpered and dropped back down onto the vanity. His head once again pillowed on his arms.
Donghun could feel the harsh breaths he took in. He ran a hand up his back and then pushed into his hair so that Junhee turned his face. His cheek laid against the vanity and Donghun surged up to kiss him, chest to back.

Junhee immediately opened up to him. Donghun tried his best not to move as Junhee adjusted. He eventually ripped his mouth away and panted across Donghun’s cheek.

“Holy fuck. Jesus.” Junhee moaned and then without warning he shoved his hips back. The one hand Donghun had on him didn’t hold him and they both groaned as Donghun somehow sunk deeper into him.

He pushed his forehead into his back and heard Junhee’s voice, barely a whisper. “Move.”

Donghun took that as his cue. He pulled up, placed a hand on Junhee’s spine and then pulled out almost completely before he shoved back in.

Junhee’s back bowed and he screamed. Donghun pulled out again and set a steady rhythm. He used Junhee’s babbling to decide when to slow down and speed up.

He knew that this probably wouldn’t last long but he was going to try his best to make it go as long as possible, he needed to savor it.

Junhee laid out and didn’t say more than his name as Donghun fucked him against the vanity. Donghun was about to pull out almost all the way when Junhee grabbed his hip and moaned. “Harder, you need to keep your promise. Use me.”

Donghun choked slightly and then pushed back in harder. He picked up the pace as Junhee whimpered. “Harder, faster, please.”

He felt sweat drip down his back and temple. He watched as Junhee arched and left half crescent moons into the palms of his hands.

At one point he looked up and saw them in the mirror. His brain almost short circuited. But then the smirked.

He snaked a hand around Junhee’s waist, one still on his hip and pulled him up. “Junhee, look.”

Junhee’s head lolled on his shoulder as he let Donghun move him however he wanted. Donghun kept pounding into him, not as deep with the angle but the view in the mirror definitely made up for it.

Junhee was gone, sweat matted his hair to his forehead and his eyes were sealed shut. His mouth was open on a moan, his cock red and hard, dripping with precome.

The leather pants sparred somehow from the mess. Donghun watched him run a tongue across his lips and watched him moan.

He wrapped one hand around his stomach to keep him upright and then ran the other up his chest. Junhee whimpered when Donghun ran a hand over his nipple.

He kissed Junhee’s shoulder and then the side of his neck as his hand came up to grip his throat. Just like earlier, he didn’t apply much pressure, it was merely there as a reminder that Donghun was going to keep him standing, hold him up.

He leaned into Junhee’s ear and whispered. “Junhee, open your eyes. Come on, have a look.”

Junhee’s eyes peeled open slowly and he let his head loll slightly forward, Donghun’s hand keeping him from falling forward. Donghun’s thrusts now were slow but deep. Junhee couldn’t feel anything else but the slight tingle of his toes and Donghun filling him up.

He looked in the mirror and gasped. Donghun smiled at the reaction and then buried his face in his neck. He kissed and bit and then turned his head slightly so he could watch them.

They both watched in the mirror as Donghun fucked Junhee, Donghun solid and strong behind him.

Junhee licked his lips and hiccuped on a breath. “Fuck me like you mean it, Donghun. Watch what you do to me.”

Donghun was the one that was supposed to say something like that, but hearing it from Junhee was so much better. It zinged up his spine and made him clutch Junhee tighter than before.

Donghun moaned and then without wasting a second picked up the pace of his hips. He set a brutal rhythm and all Junhee could do was hold onto him. He wound one hand in his hair and wrapped the other around the arm on his waist.

It was Donghun’s turn to have half moon crescents indented into his skin. He didn’t stop though, they were both too close.

He pounded into him hard and fast and knew Junhee was close when he felt him go completely limp in his arms. He reached down and stroked Junhee’s cock lightly. “Come on, Junhee. You’ve shown me just how talented you are. Do you want to show me one more thing you can do?”

Junhee arched back in his arms, let out a moan that vibrated against where Donghun had his mouth pressed to his skin and came. Donghun stroked him through it and did his best to make sure none of it got on the pants.

He kept fucking Junhee through his orgasm and when Junhee dropped in his arms he was panting and sucking in breaths. Donghun stopped his thrusts and waited. Junhee’s hand eventually found his waist and he leaned his head back on Donghun’s shoulder.

“Donghun. Don’t stop on my account. Use me.”

Donghun growled and then thrust back into Junhee. It only took a minute, a minute of Junhee groaning and pushing his hips back to help, before Donghun was coming.

He fucked Junhee until he had finished and then sucked in a huge breath of air. His knees felt weak but he kept a hold of Junhee’s waist.

The other man helped him leverage their weight by leaning his hands on the counter and taking some of the weight off Donghun’s chest.

They both stayed there until they caught their breath and then Donghun heard Junhee chuckle. He pushed his forehead into Junhee’s spine and huffed. “Why are you laughing?”

Junhee shook with it and then finally turned around to face Donghun. He lifted his hands to Donghun’s cheeks and lifted his head up so they were looking at each other. “We’re a mess. And that was incredible. You definitely lived up to expectations.”

Donghun shook his head and laughed. He pulled Junhee into a kiss as they laughed in each other’s mouths. “Well, I’m so glad about that. Don’t know what I would have done.”

Junhee smiled wide and then winked at him. His cheeks were stained red. “How about me?” He asked as he kissed up Donghun’s cheek. “How was I? Expectations met?”

Donghun hummed and then shrugged his shoulders. Junhee’s mouth dropped open and Donghun’s voice came out husky. “Decent.”

Junhee gasped and hit Donghun on the chest repeatedly. Donghun laughed and grabbed his wrists. He pulled him and Junhee fell into his chest. He kissed his pouty lips and then the side of his neck. “You’ve exceeded every expectation I had of you Junhee. In every way imaginable.”

When he pulled back to look at Junhee’s face, he was surprised by the expression there. It was almost shy. “Junhee, what -”

Junhee just surged up and kissed him. Donghun grabbed both his cheeks and hummed into it. He let Junhee have his way for a minute and then slowed the kiss down. “Junhee, Junhee, baby -”

The other man whimpered and shoved his face in Donghun’s neck. Donghun wrapped an arm around his back and threaded a hand in his hair. “Oh, now you’re shy.”

Junhee mumbled something into his neck but Donghun didn’t catch it. He only felt the way Junhee’s hands wrapped around his waist, they were tight and secure, like if he let go Donghun would float away.

Donghun didn’t want to go anywhere. They were gross and needed to clean up and half naked, but Donghun didn’t want to move. He didn’t know if he liked this feeling for someone he had just met, but he couldn’t push it down. He couldn’t deny that Junhee had captured him and he would already do anything for the other.

Junhee rubbed his face in Donghun’s neck and Donghun hummed, asking for Junhee to repeat what he had said.

Junhee pulled his face out of his neck but didn’t go far. He smiled sweetly when he pulled away, a completely different man than he had been just thirty minutes ago.

“I said -” He squeezed his eyes shut and the hands on Donghun’s hips dug into his skin. “I’ve just never had people treat me like that. It felt like - yeah it was sex with someone I barely know but it didn’t feel like that.”

Donghun’s heart dropped. Junhee hadn’t been treated right by others and he wanted to hit something. Instead he pulled up Junhee’s chin and made him look at him. “You deserve for people to care, didn’t you say that to me about people taking my picture.”

He remembered what Junhee had told him the first day. He knew Junhee believed it about his looks, but what about who he was as a person, who he was as a partner. Donghun had the urge to make him know how much Donghun wanted to keep him safe.

Instead, he brushed a hand through Junhee’s hair and kissed his forehead. He hoped it would communicate what Donghun didn’t say. What he felt would be weird to say seeing as they barely knew each other. He felt Junhee lean into him and thought that maybe his message got across.

They stood together for a minute until Junhee made a disgusted sound. Donghun laughed as he saw the other look down at the state they were in. “We need to clean up.”

His voice was soft and Donghun wanted to live in moments where he could hear it. He nodded and laughed. He kissed Junhee’s cheek and then looked around the room. He spotted wipes on another counter and grabbed them.

They helped each other clean up and when Junhee went to pull the leather pants back up he cursed and then decided to just take them off. He threw them on the couch, they would be dry cleaned anyways.

He was completely naked and Donghun took him in as he rummaged around in his duffel. He turned, half bent over the couch when he felt Donghun’s eyes on him. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”

He was still a tease, but this time Donghun could grab him by the hips and tickle him into submission. Which is exactly what he did.

Junhee laughed and cried uncle. Donghun stopped his fingers, but they still skirted over his hip and made their way down his back.

He slapped his ass and Junhee made a mock offended face. “Mr. Lee, that is very unprofessional.”

Donghun scoffed and pulled him in, Junhee completely naked with his hands on Donghun’s shoulder. They kissed and swayed until Junhee pulled away and hid his face in Donghun’s chest.

He mumbled something again and Donghun hummed. “Say that again.”

Junhee lifted his head and bit a nail, he then shook his head. “Nevermind.”

He let go of Donghun and grabbed a pair of track pants from his bag. Donghun reached for his hand after Junhee stepped into them and pulled them on. “Why are you getting so shy now? What is it? You can ask me anything.”

Junhee bit his lip and bawled up the shirt in his hands. He looked over Donghun’s head at the opposite wall and then let out a humourless laugh. “Would you like to get coffee with me tomorrow? It’s Sunday and I’m off and I really don’t want this to end here. And you can say no but I would really like to explore this and I know that I’m just some idol that you photographed but I -”

Donghun put a finger to his lips to stop his rambling. “You are adorable, you know that. An absolute brat, but cute.”

Junhee smiled at him, slightly embarrassed but pleased with himself. “So -”

Donghun smiled and ran a hand through Junhee’s hair. “I can’t do coffee.”

Junhee’s face morphed into an emotion that Donghun never wanted to see again. His mouth opened on an ‘oh’ and Donghun rushed to explain.

He kissed Junhee’s mouth and then the side of his cheek. “No, not because I don’t want to. I promised my friends I’d do brunch with them tomorrow. You are free to join, but I was actually wondering if you would have dinner with me tomorrow night instead.”

Donghun paused and watched Junhee’s smile grow. “And you should come to brunch with us one day and bring any friends you would like, but if you’ll have me I would like to have you to myself first.”

Junhee didn’t say a word, he just surged up and kissed him. They smiled against each other’s lips and Donghun pulled him tight to his chest. When they pulled away they were both breathing hard. “So, I guess that’s a yes?

Junhee nodded. “Absolutely. I would love that more than anything. I can introduce you to Yuchan.”

Donghun smiled at him and pulled him back in.

They kissed for longer than necessary after, they didn’t want to let each other go. Finally, they had to, Junhee chased after his lips but Donghun reminded him that they would see each other again in less than 24 hours.

They finished getting dressed. Junhee teased Donghun for his outfit and Donghun pinched his side. They laughed together and cleaned up the room to make sure they left no traces of what they had done together.

Donghun helped Junhee to pack up the rest of his things and they both threw their bags over their shoulders, flipped off the lights in the dressing room and made their way into the studio together.

It was blessedly empty. They walked in comfortable silence to the elevator. When they got there Donghun hesitated to push the button. He knew they would see each other tomorrow but he couldn’t seem to let Junhee go. He reached for his hand and intertwined their fingers.

Junhee smiled at him and leaned in to kiss his shoulder. He then popped his head back up and held up his other hand. “We never exchanged numbers.” He laughed and buried his face in Donghun’s neck.

Donghun chuckled and took his phone out of his pocket. Junhee did the same, they let go of each other’s hands long enough to put in their contacts and then handed back their phones. Donghun received a text almost immediately. He laughed when he saw the caller ID.

Junhee had just simply put ‘brat’ with a heart emoji as the contact. He rolled his eyes at him and then looked at the message.

It was a simple ‘hi’ and a winky face, but it caused Donghun’s heart to race. This felt special, it felt new and Donghun didn’t want to let go of the feeling.

He reached for Junhee’s hand again and finally pushed the button to the elevator. They held hands all the way down and then walked out to the street together. Once they left the building Junhee released their hands and Donghun watched his face morph into something sad.

“What is it?” Donghun didn’t like the look he had on.

Junhee bit his lip and looked out onto the street. “I can’t do dinner. My career, I’m not out yet.” He sucked in a breath and Donghun heard his breath catch. “I want to do this, I want -”

Donghun grabbed his hand and pulled it to his chest. His heart was racing and Junhee’s pulse galloped. He pulled them back into the building so that no one could see them. “Hey, hey look at me. We don’t have to be out in public. I don’t mind, I completely understand where you are coming from. And if you don’t want this I understand, but if you want to try -”

Junhee nodded. He really wanted to.

Donghun brushed the bangs out of his eyes. “How about instead of going out, I cook you dinner at my place. It’s more intimate anyways. And no pressure. It doesn’t have to be anything, Junhee. I would really just like to spend time with you and get to know you better.”

Junhee smiled up at him, his eyes were less sad. “I do too. I want this, whatever it is. And I have talked to my manager recently about coming out. I want to. I want it so badly.”

Donghun nodded and squeezed his hand. “Just remember, there is no rush. Especially from me, I have your back. We might have just met but Junhee, I am here.”

Junhee leaned up and kissed Donghun. When he pulled away his smile wasn’t sad anymore. “Okay, tomorrow at your place. Text me your address?”

Donghun nodded and they kissed one more time before they stepped outside. Junhee caught the first cab that stopped. When he opened the car door he stopped before he got inside and blew a kiss to Donghun. He then mimed a call me sign and Donghun laughed.

Junhee waved bye to him and then slipped into the car. Donghun watched the car pull out and sighed. He couldn’t wipe the smile off his face, the weight of his bags were nothing. He felt his phone buzz and pulled it out of his pocket as a cab pulled up to him.

He opened the door as he unlocked his phone. He held the door tight as he looked at the message. It was a picture of Junhee, smiling in the back of the cab and the caption read “can’t wait until tomorrow night. My expectations are high for the cooking, I’m picky.” There was a winky face and then a heart.

Donghun slid into the cab as he laughed softly. “I’m even better at cooking than I am at sex I’ll have you know.”

Junhee responded back almost immediately as the cabbie pulled out and started to drive him home. “I’ll be the judge of that. I’ll need a repeat just to compare the two.”

Donghun shook his head and sent an eye rolling emoji and then a smirk. “Guess I won’t have to prepare a dessert.”

He looked out the window as he waited for Junhee’s next message and thought about how this job had honestly been the best thing to ever happen to him.

Junhee responded and Donghun’s heart soared.

***

Epilogue - 5 months later

Junhee groaned into the pillow and ground down into the bed. He was still tired from the night before. He had done a photoshoot, a few interviews and a party for a friend in the industry. Luckily Yuchan had been there to keep him company.

He felt the sun on his naked back and rubbed at his eyes. The apartment was quiet and he wondered if Donghun had left to get breakfast or was somewhere in the living room. He reached out to the other side of the bed and felt that it was still warm which meant he couldn’t be far.

He smacked his lips and ran a hand through his hair as he rolled over. The sheets pulled with him and he closed his eyes as the sun shone directly down on him. The curtains had been closed when they went to bed last night.

Donghun liked the sun though, he thrived off the light. Junhee thrived off Donghun, so he didn’t complain about the wake up call. He arched his back and then settled into the bed. He kept his eyes closed and pulled the sheets up so that they covered his waist.

The sun was warm and nice and he decided that he understood why Donghun enjoyed it so much. He thought about his boyfriend, about how he would reach towards the sun, about how bright he was and laughed because when they first met Donghun was wrapped in green and black. But his hair was lilac and blonde, long enough for Junhee to wrap his fingers around the ends and pull.

He smiled as he remembered how they first met, how quickly they had reached for each other and how happy he was now. It had been wild and spontaneous and dangerous but he didn’t regret it. It had been the best decision of his life.

Now, they were about to move in together and Junhee was finalizing his coming out. It would be happening with the next release of his album.

He had already seeded the idea into the minds of his fans and the industry. He had made comments in support of the communities, covered songs without changing the pronouns, been out with Donghun where it was clear there was more there.

Donghun was a dream and Junhee wasn’t sure how he had gotten so lucky as to have him in his life and love him.

He smiled to himself and started to drift off to sleep when he heard a click from above him. He opened his eyes slowly and looked up where he heard the noise.

An angel stood above him, he wasn’t sure how he hadn’t realized the weight on the bed or when he had stepped on it. But he was haloed by light, the light blue in his hair shone bright in the room. It was pulled back in a messy ponytail, the bed sheets having rumpled it along with Junhee’s hands the night before.

He smiled up at Donghun and the photographer snapped another picture with his camera. It was a nice, more expensive polaroid than Junhee had used for the raffle pictures they had taken months ago.

One of them was tacked up on a cork board above the dresser. It was full of pictures of them and their friends. One of Donghun laughing over pizza and beer, them at the beach, Sehyoon and Byeongkwan kissing at sunset, Junhee making faces at the camera still beautiful as ever, Yuchan draped across Donghun’s back as Junhee held his hand.

His family spread out for him to see every morning, memories to flood him and wake him up with a smile. His eyes skimmed the board, saw some of the spreads Donghun had also pinned up and his heart sang.

He dragged his gaze back to Donghun and saw his beautiful face smiling down at him. He stood more over Junhee now. He grabbed Donghun’s calf and stroked up and down as the other man slowly bent down and sank to his knees.

He straddled Junhee and lifted the camera back up. Junhee ran a hand up his thigh, bare except for a small pair of boxer briefs, his toned chest was bare and tan.

He snapped another picture and then Junhee took the camera from his grip. Donghun grabbed the picture and shook it out. He watched it develop as Junhee gripped his waist and tickled his skin.

He smiled at it when it was completely done and turned it around to Junhee. He had a bad case of morning hair, his eyes were puffy and cheeks slightly red, but -

Donghun sighed. “Beautiful as always.”

Junhee saw himself in that picture through Donghun’s eyes. Junhee reached over and snatched the camera. He took a picture of his boyfriend. He needed to have this moment to look back on.

He waited for it to develop and Donghun ran a hand through his hair. They didn’t speak until the picture was ready. He licked his lips when he saw it and smiled. God, Donghun was something else.

He turned it around and Donghun scrunched up his nose. “Stunning.”

Donghun shook his head. He was still working on Donghun seeing how Junhee saw him. He grabbed the photo and brought it closer. He smiled at it then bit the inside of his cheek. “I’ll take your word for it.”

He placed the picture on their night stand and sat down fully on Junhee’s lap. Junhee didn’t sit up, he just waited for Donghun to lean down to him. He kissed him slowly, no matter their morning breath.

Dongun’s hands cupped his cheeks and Junhee wrapped his around his waist. When Donghun pulled away, Junhee swore he saw the universe in his gaze. “Good morning, my love.”

Junhee squeezed his hip and pulled him down towards him again. He kissed him a little deeper and a little harder. When he ground up, Donghun laughed into his mouth and sat up. “We have brunch, baby. Don’t tempt me.”

Junhee laughed and swatted Donghun’s hip. “Well, then don’t lay on top of me looking like that.”

Donghun rubbed a thumb across his cheek and then brought their lips together again. “I love you.”

Junhee sighed into his mouth. “Mm, love you too.”

They kissed for another minute and then Donghun got off of him and stood. He swatted Junhee’s hip and then bounced away. “I’m starting the shower, if you don’t get in within a minute I will jerk off without you.”

Junhee growled and looked up towards the ceiling. The fairy lights along the wall behind him didn’t shine well in the light but the pictures they held were cast in a wonderful warm glow. Junhee sat up and fingered one towards the bottom.

Donghun smiled back at him. Mesh black sweater and braided purple hair. He smiled and felt his heart leap as he heard Donghun call him from the bathroom.

He looked at the photo one more time and then got up from the bed to start the day with his boyfriend.