Kim Myungsoo doesn’t like waiting, that’s fact.

For him—waiting means a waste of time; something that have no good. An activity that can grow wall of boredom within seconds. An activity that will never be a good one in his perspective. Surely, Myungsoo never let his client wait for him and vice versa. He doesn’t like it when someone makes him wait for them, even if they are a high class star or a hot-as-hell model. He have business, so do the star or model or whatever they are. His business is to take a good picture of them with his black DSLR and their business is to pose awesomely with the feeling of character that they’re playing. As simple as that.

And Kim Myungsoo doesn’t utterly like to wait for this newbie model named Lee Sungjong.

He is fidgeting in his black chair now. He looks at his wrist watch before sighs in desperation. Man, how long he should wait for this annoying newbie model who has nerve to make him wait like this? 

“I’ve heard that this Sungjong guy is a brilliant model among newbies.”

Myungsoo turns his head and finds a beautiful guy at his right side. The guy in white shirt takes a seat in front of him and lightly pushes a little bit of his blonde hair.

Myungsoo snickers.

“A newbie model who has nerve to make other people waiting for him. Is that what you mean of the word brilliant, Heechul-hyung?”

Heechul frowns for a second before pulling a corner of his lips into a smirk. Myungsoo—who is aware of Heechul’s smirk—raises his eyebrow. A smirk from a certain fashion stylist with the name of Kim Heechul never and never be a good indication.

“Don’t be so strict, kid.” Heechul says. “You know, I’ve met him once. And yeah—I’m sure you will make an exception for those time regulation and blahblahblah of yours.”

“And what makes you think that I’ll make an exception?” Myungoo asks as he makes a slight smirk; amuses of what Heechul says.

Before the fashion stylist can answer his question, a sound of rush steps resonating in the studio. A guy (or a girl? Myungsoo isn’t sure) with brown hair comes and approaches them. He is wearing a simple white t-shirt with a black vest that looks perfect with his skinny jeans. His petite body moves up and down as he breaths rapidly. Looks like he was running all the way to studio. And his eyes—those big doe eyes is so… well, stunning.

Myungsoo can’t help but observing the model intensively.

“I-I’m sorry I’ve made you wait, Myungsoo-ssi. I promise you this will not happen again.” The guy says as he bows in ninety degree bow. “Oh, and my name is Lee Sungjong and—and I’m sorry because I’ve made you wait.”

The photographer doesn’t respond. No, not because he is mad at the model (forget his previous grumble, okay?) but because this Sungjong guy is simply mesmerizing.

“Myungsoo-ssi? A-are you mad at me?” asks Sungjong before taking a step back, afraid of probability that Myungsoo will scold him.

Looking at this scene makes Heechul smirk again and says to Myungsoo mockingly, “Na-ah, Myungsoo-ah. Kim Heechul is always right.”

Myungsoo curses under his breath; Kim Heechul is always right, indeed.

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