I've been writing this AU, Destination Wedding, where Kageyama is a model. Kageyama in a corset is NOT a new dream for me (lol) but I kinda thought, gosh, maybe when I finish writing the fic I'll reward myself by commissioning that. BUT THEN @koukei45 opened commissions and I thought to myself, why on earth would I wait?? And guess what happened: the process of commissioning this got me so hyped I am currently over 4k into writing the next chapter. Before this, I was stuck.
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Kageyama lifted his arms as his waist was measured.
“Dude, being favored by the makeup artists are a good thing,” Hinata commented as he scribbled down some notes on a notepad he was holding onto.
“Huh?” Kageyama asked, cocking his head. “What do you mean?”
Hinata rolled his eyes at Kageyama. “They’re the ones doing your makeup,” he stated.
“All I did was greet them,” Kageyama admitted, his eyes narrowing in confusion.
“And you somehow one them over,” Hinata muttered. He threw up his hands. “Oh well, just keep up with whatever you are doing.”
Kageyama jolted when he felt a finger trail up his spine. He looked over his shoulder to see Akaashi smirking at him.
“You have such a slim waist,” Akaashi commented, letting the measuring tape slip off of Kageyama’s torso.
Feeling his cheeks warm out of embarrassment, Kageyama simply grunted in response.
“Hinata, can you make a note to make the waist of the design a little smaller?” Akaashi asked. “Probably, about a centimeter and a half.”
“Already done!” Hinata said, checking something off before leaning back and grabbing a silk long-sleeved collared-shirt. He held it out to Kageyama. “Can you try this on real quick? We just need to see how this material looks on you,” Hinata explained.
Kageyama took the shirt and reveled in how it almost slipped through his hands. It was pretty thin, but he did not put too much thought into it. As long as it wasn’t sheer, he would not complain. He slipped the shirt on and stared confusedly at a piece of fabric that hung off the back of the shirt collar.
“What’s this?” Kageyama asked, picking it up to find that it made a loop.
Suga had just walked into the area and almost choked upon seeing Kageyama.
“Th-That’s…a…” Suga stuttered, his cheeks bright red.
Akaashi took the fabric from Kageyama’s hand, winking at Suga. He slipped it over Kageyama’s head while smiling.
“I thought we were not showcasing this one,” Suga muttered through his hands. He peeked at Kageyama and thought he might just keel over. The shirt tapered towards Kageyama’s waist, accentuating his V-shaped torso.
Kageyama had also begun to blush once realizing that he now had a silk collar around his neck. He had heard of collars to prevent from being taken by an alpha, but he highly doubted that this would protect him against anything, really.
