Day 1

Photo Shoot

Haizaki knew that he shouldn't have listened to Kise when his boyfriend, while they were in the bed with arms around each other and lazily making out, kindly asked him to come to his photo shoot the day after. Maybe it was for curiosity or lack of sleep, but Haizaki failed to see the mischievous light in the other's eyes, so he accepted without thinking about it too much. Great mistake.

Once he arrived, he was kidnapped by the make-up artists who tied him on a chair and began to put on him some kind of devil product, but he was too absorbed in trying to get free and cursing Kise to see what they were doing to him. He should have known that that was going to be a trap. Damn Kise and his stupid ideas. It wasn't like he didn't notice that his boyfriend had a thing to involve him in his life (especially if it was related on have dinner with his sisters and school festivals were Kise was dressed with a maid uniform that Haizaki still had a nose blood when he thought about it), he had noticed after their six months of dating, but involving him in his model job? Never.

In that moment he felt hands running in his hair and he suppressed a growl. He didn't like his hair to be touched, only Kise had that privilege, but he was afraid that he moved his head too much the woman – he thought it was a woman – behind him could rip his hair, so he tried to calm down and only glared to the other assistants, who shivered and ran away from the room. He was so going to punish Kise after that, the thought managed to lift his mood and he began to concentrate to the things around him and not at those skilful fingers doing who knew what with his grey hair (Kise begged him to return to his Teikou style and Haizaki accepted, especially because his boyfriend was using his puppy eyes on him).

Finally the woman ended her work and let him see himself in the mirror. Haizaki nearly gaped, he looked so hot: those dark circles around his eyes (because his needy boyfriend continued to ask for another round, not that he complained too much) weren't there any more, he looked more mature, his hair on his left side were putting back with what it seemed like gel and he would have flirted with himself if he could (even if that made him look like Aomine).

"Please, dress with the suit there." The hair-dresser said before exiting the room and Haizaki sighed. He knew he had lost, he was already there and Kise won't like if he escaped now – he probably would punish him with no sex for a month – so, with a funeral air around him, he put the suit on and it fit him perfectly. The only bad thing was that there were too many buttons, seriously there were too much.

Admiring himself on the mirror, Haizaki couldn't help but thought at how he seemed dressed for a marriage but he quickly cast away that thought, deciding it was better to go and search for Kise.

During his walk, he was more than aware of the stares he was receiving from the girls of the staff and, even if he liked that attention immensely, he was already taken by a gorgeous model that he was going to strangle once they put a foot outside the studio. Or he was going to spank him, he hadn't decided that yet.

He arrived at the place where the photo shoot was going to take place (he kind of figured out that he was going to be a part of it). His usual scowl transformed in a surprised expression because of the strangest (and most arousing) vision of hi life: Kise was dressed in a suit that mirrored his, only that Kise's was completely white and had a bouquet of red roses in his hand, with the brightest smile printed on his face, his hair were normal but they seemed to shine under the light, the make up made him look few years older. Wow, just wow. The make-up artist and the stylist really knew out to do their job. There was a reason why Haizaki bought all the magazines were Kise was.

"Shougocchi!" Kise ran to him and grasped one of Haizaki's hands in his, leading the other boy (who was still looking at Kise like a delicious meal) under the colourful lights of the shoots.

"You're very handsome." The blond whispered, putting his arms around Haizaki's neck and locking their eyes, showing the other his hidden lust that forced Haizaki out his trance.

The grey haired boy smirked and grasped Kise's waist, bringing his face near the model's. Their noses were touching and the lips were just a few millimetres from each others.

"You're a beauty, I want to fuck you so much in this moment." Haizaki whispered licking his lips and very aware of the flashes that continued to immortalize them, but in that moment he couldn't find the will to care. Kise was there in that suit that suited him perfectly, the rest be damned. "But first I want to know why you brought me here."

Kise followed the movement of Haizaki's tongue with his eyes, deciding it was best to ignore the words of the other because it wouldn't be good if he had an erection in that moment, and forced himself to divert his attention from it. "The photographer," with a brief movement of the head he indicated the man behind the camera, "wanted me to bring a boy for this photo shoot... it's called "love in every form" and since he wanted to photograph me with another guy, he asked me to bring a friend so that I would be comfortable."

Haizaki narrowed his eyes and bit one of Kise's ears, which made the assistants squeal in delight. "I'm not a friend." He grumbled, his hands began to roam on the other's back, feeling all the shapes of the muscles he knew very well.

Kise suppressed a moan but let the bouquet in his hands fall on the ground and caressed Haizaki's cheeks, chuckling at the other's cuteness. "Sorry, I'll make you forgive me for this mistake."

Haizaki's eyes sparkled with a lustful light and the grey haired teen nodded approving, locking his fingers in Kise's hair. "You better will, but I'll punish you nonetheless."

Kise shivered in pleasure at that promise and he brushed a finger on Haizaki's lips, inching closer to his boyfriend. "I can't wait."

And, after those words, a kiss full of passion was immortalized, becoming the front page imagine of Kise's most sold album, but that is another story, one of which neither of the two boys cared, too much absorbed in their own love for each other to pay attention to a bunch of papers.

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