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Kim Mingyu ff

The door swings open. A young, attractive man, rushes through the door, spilling all of his equipment and materials into the studio. You bolt your eyes to the door and give the man a stare. You scan his figure.

Y/N: Are you...Kim Mingyu?

Mingyu is quickly, but gently setting up his camera and lighting as he makes eye contact with you. He gives you a soft smile and goes back to setting the room.

Mingyu: Yes! That's me!

He had a beautiful, comforting smile. A smile that you could feel the warmth from if you were standing on Pluto. His aura was welcoming. He walked over to you and held his hand out for you. You looked down at his hand and back up at his face. He was still smiling, waiting patiently to make contact with you.

Y/N: Why were you late?

Mingyu pulls his hand back hesitantly and strokes the back of his neck. You could see his nervous sweat dripping down his face. His other hand was shaking, so he hid it behind his back. He looks at you in the eyes. His eyes were brown and full, like puppy eyes. It was like swimming in a sea of honey. You've never met a photographer quite as handsome as he was. Mingyu noticed you staring at him. He gulps.

Mingyu: With all due respect Miss Y/N, I sincerely apologize for my late arrival. It won't happen again!

He flashes another smile at you and starts setting up the camera. You turn to look at yourself in the mirror to check your makeup and you suddenly feel flushed. You graze your cheeks with your hand and you feel the warmth of your cheek sink into your hand. You've never blushed because of a guy before. You brushed off the feeling and took off your robe and walked towards the camera.

You were wearing the latest Chanel outfits. You were waiting to start and began fixing your hair. You also ruffled it up to make it a little more natural for you.

Mingyu: I like your hair like that! Keep it that way.

You stopped messing with your hair and fiddled with your hands. You softly smiled at Mingyu's kind words.

Mingyu: Are you ready?

Y/N: I'm ready.

Mingyu: Great! Let's make some magic.

He positioned the camera in front of you and you started the session.

— TWO HOURS LATER —

Mingyu: And that's a wrap!

After you struck your final pose, you walked over to your dressing room and laid on the mini couch. Being a model was tougher than anything you've felt. After each session, you would take naps all day. There was a sudden knock on your door and you groaned. You just sat up and walked towards the door and opened it. There he was. Kim Mingyu. Standing in front of you while his hand roamed the back of his neck nervously.

Mingyu: H-Hi..!

Y/N: Oh...Hi.