Wasn't feeling too inspired for this one.
Day 20 – Photoshoot
Adrien was used to photoshoots. He'd been officially modeling for Gabriel for ten years. He was comfortable with just about all of it; the stylists adjusting every minute aspect of his clothes, his hair and makeup team in his face for hours creating the perfect look, and knowing everyone in the studio was ogling him at all times.
But doing a photoshoot knowing the girl he loved was watching as well was a completely different story.
"Perk up, mio caro," Vincent exclaimed. "You look like the tomato who saw the salad dressing."
Adrien straightened and chanced a glance at Marinette. She was off chatting excitedly to his father's head designer.
He has finally mucked up the courage to ask her to one, knowing she would be interested because of her fascination for fashion. Drenched and soaking the backseat of his car on the ride back from the Trocadero, he figured he looked more like a well dressed mop rather than a model, but she said yes all the same.
"Adrien," the photographer sighed. "Whatever is in your brain and heart needs to wait until after this shoot. Your father has deadlines to meet."
"Sorry," Adrien squeaked.