"Turn a little bit to the right," Sehun hisses from the corner of his mouth, staring glumly at the camera in front of him.

            "Why don't you try smiling?" responds Jongin, shooting one quick glare at Sehun over Luhan's head.

            "That's not my catch point," bleary-eyed Sehun replies before the photographer tells them to quiet down.

            Luhan beams at the camera in between them, radiating warmth and love, even as Jongin and Sehun exchange glances over his head.

            After the photo shoot is done, Luhan sighs and hits both Jongin and Sehun sharply on their shoulder.

            "You guys!" he whines pleadingly. "You know it's horrible to stand in the middle of you two when you have your whole rivalry thing going on!"

            "There's no rivalry," Sehun and Jongin both deny at the same time.

            Snorting, Luhan shakes his head incredulously. "You two have been acting this way ever since last week." He looks between them knowingly and touches his lip, obviously in deep thought about what had happened the previous week. "I'll leave it to you two to sort it out. Yixing and I have a photo shoot later this afternoon. Tell me when you're back to being best friends again."

            With that, Luhan exits in the scene, and Sehun and Jongin exchange yet another glance.

            "I'm not apologizing," Jongin says sullenly, running a hand through his perfectly gelled hair even as one of their hairstylists lets out a small screech of frustration.

            Sehun puckers his lips at Jongin childishly as one of his makeup coordinators reapplies his lip gloss.

            "Are you going to the club tonight?" Jongin asks quietly when all the finishing touches are done, and he and Sehun are once again standing in front of the camera.

            Sehun is smiling this time, holding onto Jongin tightly at the waist as he stares up adoringly into the slightly older male's face. He raises one eyebrow at Jongin's question but quickly lowers it as the clicks of camera echo through the air.

            "I don't know," he replies honestly, and he doesn't miss the twitch in Jongin's smile as he says it. He's sure that Jongin doesn't miss how Sehun's arms tighten around his waist either.

            "You should come," says Jongin, and he's sure that he's perfected the art of speaking without moving his lips much because the photographer doesn't speak up this time.

            "Maybe," Sehun breathes, and he and Jongin lock glances.

            "Perfect!" the photographer crows at that instant. "You can really feel the bond between you two. I'm sure the magazine readers will be very happy with this."

            Sehun and Jongin suddenly look away from the photographer then, leaving the man fuming. It takes them two more hours to look each other straight in the eye again.

            The pounding of the music in the club makes it hard to hear anything, but Jongin tries anyway.

            "What did you want to talk to me about?" he yells.

            Across from him, Yixing motions to his ear and then to Jongin's mouth.

            "What did you want to talk to me about?" Jongin yells louder, leaning in closer to Yixing's ear.

            "Oh!" Yixing shouts back. "It was just something Luhan said to me. It's a little weird, but Luhan always is. He told me to tell you to go to the men's bathroom right around…" Yixing pauses to check his watch. "Right about now!"

            "Luhan's kind of a di—" Jongin screams back until Yixing quickly jerking back cuts him off.

            Yixing motions for him to shoo with his hand and slides onto the dance floor. Jongin rolls his eyes. Any other night he would be on the dance floor with Yixing, but apparently Luhan had something to share with him.

            The men's bathroom was just as dingy as Jongin remembered. The only significant difference from the last time he had met Luhan there was the fact that Sehun was standing awkwardly in the corner as well.

            "What is this?" asks Jongin suspiciously. He moves forward only to be greeted with Luhan dashing past him while grinning widely.

            "I'll leave you guys to sort out your troubles here!" he cackles. "I'll be on the dance floor with Yixing."

            Jongin and Sehun stare awkwardly at each other before Jongin clears his throat and takes the initiative.

            "Luhan is kind of a di—"

            "I know," Sehun says, cutting him off and shuffles forward."Look, Jongin, what happened last week..."

            "It was a photo shoot," Jongin replies, holding up his hand. "It's okay, Sehun. I don't want this to be awkward between us or anything." He advances forward and relishes in how Sehun takes a few steps back. "But you know I do have something to say."

            "W-what?" stammers Sehun adorably as Jongin continues to advance until Sehun is pressed up against the wall.

            "I think I'm the better kisser," Jongin breathes right before he presses his lips to Sehun's. Sehun is stiff for the first second before melting, and Jongin can feel the nervousness that he hadn't quite realized was in his stomach fade away.

            After they break apart, Sehun smirks arrogantly up at Jongin. "Luhan bet me that you would kiss me first."

            "I think Luhan just knows how much of a coward you are," Jongin teasingly replies, "and he's okay with this?"

            "Okay?" snorts Sehun. "Luhan was the one who wanted this in the first place. How do you think we got stuck with that kissing photo shoot?"

            "Because we're both gorgeous men?"

            "I'm going to hit both of you," Luhan declares from the entrance of the bathroom. His eyes are bright and his smile impish as he strolls forward to press his lips to Jongin's and Sehun's respectively. "But because I love you both, and I know you love me too, I'm going to tell you about the other photoshoot I've scheduled for the three of us."

            Luhan stares in satisfaction at the two men bound together by their wrists in front of him.

            "This…this is the photo shoot you were talking about?" Jongin squeaks even as Sehun kicks him to be quiet. "What kind of magazine is this for?"

            "Hmm?" Luhan murmurs even as he obeys the photographer's request for him to move the black riding crop he was holding closer to Sehun's face. "I didn't exactly know. Yixing offered the job to me, and the money was too good to refuse."

            "He's lying," Sehun whispers, and Jongin nods ever so slightly.

            "He's a devil in disguise," Jongin adds quietly as the clacking sound of the camera shutter fills the air.

            "You two," Luhan whispers jovially, crouching down and putting the end of the riding crop under Sehun's chin, "the photographer will get angry if you two talk any more."

            "Keep that position, Luhan!" the photographer exclaims excitedly, and the frenzied whirr of the camera fills the air. "Just that pose! Right there! You three will be the next golden trio of modeling!"

            "The golden trio?"

            Both Jongin and Sehun stare at each other inquisitively.

            "I think this is going to be the next big thing!" crows the photographer.

            It only takes two weeks and four days for the Golden Trio to become the next big hit.