Author's notes: This work belongs to a prompt series which I'm uploading to AO3 called A World of Bloody Evolution (my user name is Nerel too). I would do the same here but fanfiction doesn't allow the format I require, so all the stories are going to be uploaded as separate works, even so, if you are interested on me writing something just leave a prompt and a pairing and I'll try to comply as soon as possible. Without further ado, enjoy!
Velvet loved photography, capturing the beauty of an instant, noticing the small things that were hidden to the human eye if not looking for them carefully. She liked taking pictures of birds, flowers, scenery... but overall her greatest passion was people. Human beings were unpredictable, constantly changing. Unaware of her camera, there was nothing fake on their body-language, on their smiles, they showed their true nature to her, how they really were inside.
She truly had a penchant for it.
Coco hated doing sport, especially running. Wetness made her hair stick to her face, her glasses slipped down her nose and worst of all, sweat damaged her clothes. But she had to. As the daughter of a world renowned model and being a fashion designer herself she had an image to maintain.
And she had to admit, sports shorts made her butt look awesome.
Velvet had recently started to visit the same park at the same hour. She wouldn't admit it but she had developed a soft spot for a certain brunette who even after hours of working out still looked stunning on pictures, no matter the light or the angle they were taken from. She watched her stop and clean her glasses with a furrowed brow, a soft smile crept into Velvet's face.
The shot was perfect.
She fidgeted with the camera settings and looked up focusing the objective but the girl had disappeared.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" a sweet voice whispered to her ear as a hand cupped her shoulder. She turned around drowning into the brunette's deep chocolate eyes. "Oh, dust! I'm so sorry! I… I'll delete the pics if they make you uncomfortable! Is just that you look so pretty… and…!" Her hands were shaking, it wasn't the first time that she had been caught taking pictures of strangers but it was the first that someone had approached her with that menacing look. "It's for my university project, I know is quite weird but please forgive me!" She pleaded.
Coco's expression softened and relaxed the grip on the photographer's shoulder. "Oh, university, so you aren't from some magazine? Then there is no problem sweetie, enjoy the view all you want." Her long slender fingers lingered down her arm and after a few seconds she broke the touch, winked and left.
Velvet let herself fall down into a nearby bench, her breath thick. She was no stranger to nudity, her classes often involved drawing or photographing naked people so for her it was just art. Even so, she couldn't avoid finding something erotic on that girl, even with her (undeniably tight) clothes on. Her long toned legs that lead to her softly swaying hips, the beads of sweat dripping from her determined face to her cleavage...
Her confidence.
She was so going to continue visiting the park.
The next weeks were spent the same way. Velvet would sit on a bench or pace around watching the gorgeous stranger whose name, later she learned, was Coco. Sometimes they would exchange a few words or wave each other goodbye. Nothing more, nothing less. But it made Velvet happy and she has managed to get some great shots for her portfolio too.
However, one sunny day Coco didn't show up at her usual time but half an hour late, dressed in nice clothes and a big smile.
"Hey, I couldn't have you asking me someday after working out and have to say yes all covered in sweat and gross so I'm just gonna take the lead."
"Wanna go grab some coffee, darling?"