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Damaged people fuck, laugh and drink harder.
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"Thank you, pole dancing and yoga get me in pretty good shape." She takes his hand and let's him lead her to the plush seat. "I am not sure, but I'd love to take a look at them and get your expert opinion." She crosses her legs and leans forward to him, close enough to smell his cologne."I'm ready to start when you are."
Nodding he reaches out to brush her hair back behind her, letting it sit down her bare back, before he takes her chin and tilts her face towards the light. "Pole dancing?" He chuckles softly and takes her hand to rest it on her knee but likes her overall pose enough to raise his camera and takes some face shots as the light hits her features prettily, "how did you start doing that?"
She bends her knees and watches the skin on her belly. She held the pose making sure not to move so he could get it just right. It was harder than it looked to maintain a face while trying to keep your balance. "Better?" She didn't want to seem unprofessional but it meant a lot to her to get everything just right.
Nodding he moves a little closer and clicks away a few more times before he lowers his camera and nods. "Very beautiful, you've worked hard on your body I can tell". As he moves around and picks up a velvet chair, camera slung around his neck, he finds himself getting better at small talk. "So, what will the photographs be for, Ms Lee?" Glancing up at her he sets the chair down before offering out a hand for hers to guide her over.
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She leans her chest forward carefully not to mess up his improvements. She gives the camera a seductive stare attempting to seduce whomever was looking at her picture. She wanted them to believe she was theirs and theirs only. "Does this pose work for you Mr. Baek?" She held her breathe hoping he would approve. She really wanted to please him. He could be an important part of her career if she got this right.
The camera clicks away and catches each subtle change as he slowly adjusts the focus and zoom with his hand around the lens. "Perfect" he hums in reply, slowly stepping to the right to capture a shaper angle on her jaw. "Careful not to crumple your stomach, push out your ribs a little and try bending a knee, just a touch..." His voice remains a deep hum as he imagines every movement before it's even happened to ensure the best ones are picked.
"You are probably right. To get the photographs perfect I'll most likely have to be in the nude a while. I should just hang this robe up somewhere." She listens to his expert feedback, enjoying hearing how to make her photos better. He was going to make her look like a temptress and that fact made her excited. She moved silently back to her position, holding a slight breath as his hands positioned her form. For some odd reason she did not expect his hands to be that soft.
Nodding as he glances down to make sure everything is perfect, trying to see a photographic form, not a naked women though even for then professionals that can get difficult. Reaching up he brushes her hair back from her temple on the right side and collects it over her left shoulder to create more facial shadows. "There we go now when your ready just slowly move in to whatever feels comfortable and I'll direct you a little as well, okay?" Stepping back he grabs his camera from the table and fiddles a little more with the settings, dimming the lights more.
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Smiling softly, she shrugged her shoulder, "An uncommon name for Korea I suppose. But they drum at night! So...maybe I will call the police like you said except...aren't they for emergencies?"
Frowning he nods, “that does sound like antisocial behaviour to me... you should call the police, not the emergency number but the non-emergency one or the nearest police station. I have a few police friends and they do say that they don’t spend most of their time dealing with burglars or murderers but things like this. You pay taxes, so use their help..” smiling softly he nods, “unless you have a big boyfriend that can go around and scare them of course..”
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Seungwon disappears for a few moments to use the bathroom, having had far too many cups of coffee during the afternoon and having forgotten to take care of himself, as per usual. He leaves the model in the expert hands of his assistant as he finishes up and washes his hands. Looking back at himself in the mirror, he grumbles a soft “aish..” before running a hand through his hair, and spots a few more greys at his temples. As the models get younger, he just keeps getting older. Grabbing a paper towel he dries his hands before heading out and back into the much quieter studio.
“Everything okay there, Chulwoo-ah?” He calls out as he walks to some of the bigger lamps and begin’s turning them off, so only the screen and shoot area is lit and the rest of the room darkens with the setting sun outside.
Chulwoo did somewhat enjoy to have someone, a mere assistant to fulfill him his every wish to feel as comfortable as possible just like he was ordered to. He might have liked it a little too much, hence why he grew disappointed when the photographer came back and shooed the assistant off.
The model was coating his hands in sanitizer, as well as the table and the bottle of coke the assistant had handed him when the light around him dimmed, causing him to peek up and over to the photographer. “Yes, hyung. I guess so? What will we be doing now? Everyone left…”
He placed the bottle aside, ruffling a hand through his hair as he eyed the elder who hid behind the darkened area behind the camera.
As he moves on of the large lamps to move the majority of the lighting to one side, he nods and answers his questions. "We're going to try a photographic technique called Modular Modelling. It sounds a lot more complicated then it is and I think you will be a natural at it.."
With the lighting set up where he wants it, he nods before turning back to the boy and offers out an arm, gesturing him back onto the set and moves with him. "I much prefer doing everything on my own anyway, a stylist never can get it quite right, I am quite particular". Reaching out he softly combs the boys hair back and nods, "try and keep your face open for me Chulwoo, if you feel the need to dip your chin that's fine but be aware of your bangs covering your face..." Stepping back he nods and takes a moment to take in the model as a whole. "Now move how feels natural, interact with anything you want, go down, it's all fine but don't switch off your mind and go into autopilot model poses mode... I'm going to keep your mind sharp by asking you some questions. Just listen to my voice and keep your eyes on the camera.."
Nodding once he thinks he'd explained enough, without giving too much away, he slips from the set and into the shadows around it, the darkness intensified by the lights pointed at the set like a stage, and picks up his camera. "Take a minute to get ready" his voice comes from the blackness, wanting the shoot to have a very singular feel, as if not even the photographer is there.
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"Of course I would love to." She walks over the laptop looking at the pictures with a genuine curiosity. She took pride in her work, and wanted it to be perfect. "What do you think Mr. Baek? I think they turned out decently." She smiled to herself so excited that she forgotten to pick up her robe. She caught herself as a chilly breeze left goose pimples on her body. "Oh excuse me." With a slight tint of red dusting on her cheeks she slipped on the robe. "I apologize if I am inappropriate."
Baek is very much aware of her continued nudity as she stands so close to him at the laptop, not that he minds. If it were not disgustingly chauvinistic to think, he would love it if women wondered around naked all the time - they're bodies are such lovely things. As she finally realised he chuckles softly, looking over at her once she's covered and smiles softly with a shake of his head, "not at all. This is an artistic space please feel free to be as naked as you wish..." He bites back the bit about her having a lovely body, knowing that might be a step too far. Lifting his half burnt cigarette to his lips he looks back at the pictures and nods, though it needs some adjustment. "I will lower the lighting, see if we can get some shadows here and here-" he motions to the curve of her chest and hips, "if these sections darken it will create the illusion of more depth and I think if we swing this light around, we can maybe darken this side of your face to give a more sultry feel". Nodding he moves around the table and gestures for her to follow him, so he can position her where he would like her.
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There is a faint click from behind the man, as Baek stares through the lens of his camera at him, snapping a quick picture. Not giving a care of time or place, he stands in the middle of the busy street, having found something worth a picture, he couldn't stop himself. Such chic style and sophistication could not be passed up by the fashion photographer.
Soohyun had stopped still, amongst the hustle and bustle of the surrounding city, he just stood still, looking up at the starless sky. He was a little lost this night, he had found himself feeling more and more lost recently. The sound of the shutter of the camera did not however escape his attention. Blinking, his chin dropped and he turned his head to stare directly at the man holding the camera, that had just snapped a picture of him, in one of his weaker moments. As his eyes fixed on the man and several thoughts ran through the ancients mind. ‘Should I kill him, or perhaps just smash the camera?’ but what came out after an intense staring match was. “Do I know you?”
"Do you need to?" Baek calls out the reply as he continues to watch him through the lens of the camera, before there is another click as he snaps a few more shots. The mixture of the intense stare and irritation behind his eyes made for such a good shot, he can't stop and has to capture it.