Hello! I'm sorry I've taken a bit longer to update than usual. I've been dealing with some personal issues that needed to be resolved, and was building up my sense of inspiration by writing prompts on tumblr unrelated to Silver Lining. But now I'm back and ready to go!

I do not own MM!

I kept my eyes closed as Jean dusted my face with powder, smoothing out my features. I stayed perfectly still as he worked through the process of doing my full makeup, my ears fixated on the sound of Kiara's voice as she rattled on about today's schedule.

"So, today, it's going to be a dual-shoot."

"Dual?"

"You're going to be working with another model."

I swallowed a bit, tilting my chin up as Jean lifted it to get a better angle to do my eyeliner.

"Oh?"

"Yeah! Don't worry too much though- The person you're going to be working with today is really nice. Do you think you'll be okay?"

I let out a soft breath, opening my eyes as Jean said it was alright to do so, gazing back at myself solemnly as I stared at the glittering smokey eye enhancing the mint-green of my irises. I resisted the urge to chew my lip, opting instead to nod slowly.

"..Yeah."

Kiara smiled patiently, nodding her head in approval as she looked over my makeup.

"Anytime, you feel uncomfortable just let us know, and we can take a break, okay?" She leaned back, making a note on her clipboard, "Jean, I'm going to order more of the glitter shadows for Saeran. They're perfect for his facial shape, we should use them more."

Jean grinned, clasping his hands together.

"Yes! If there's one thing I'm always ready for, it's glitter."

I laughed softly as Kiara made her way to the door, giving a small wave.

"I'm going to go check and make sure your outfits for today are in order. Come to the clothing trailer when you're done, okay?"

"Okay."

I watched her leave, my peripherals catching Jean fussing over lip shades in the back of the room. I turned back to the mirror, admiring the makeup already on my face, impressed by how bold it looked, but still how natural it looked for me all the same. Jean came back to my side, tilting my chin up, brushing the brown shade onto my lips, a look of satisfaction on his face as he finished.

"Alright babe, you're good to go! Go on over to the clothing trailer, I'll see you later for cleanup!"

I smiled weakly, getting up and heading out of the trailer, down the steps and around the corner. I almost tripped as I nearly slammed into someone, awkwardly side-stepping out of the way, my hands up in a sheepish apology.

"S-Sorry, I wasn't paying attention.."

"That's okay. You must be Saeran."

I finally looked up at the person I had run into, and came face-to-face with a young man, one who would be considered undoubtedly handsome in most anyone's terms. His eyes were a dazzling shade of almost icy green, slivers of blue tracing inside them, like icicles dangling from a tree. His hair was black, with a white streak in the front, shining brightly in the light. His smile was charming and bright, his body lanky but toned.

Perfect to be a model, I suppose.

"Uh, Yeah."

"I'm your partner for the shoot today," He held his hand out to me, blinking slowly through his dark lashes, "Nice to meet you."

I gingerly shook his hand, giving a small nod.

"Kiara told me about you."

He smiled widely, his eyes glittering through his gaze.

"She didn't tell me you were even more attractive in person," He trailed his gaze over my frame, his lips never breaking from his curious smile, "You really are beautiful."

"In person..?"

"Yeah! I've seen your other shoots for ads. You've only been in the scene for a month, and you're causing quite a stir," He took a step forward, and I froze- the air felt tense, and I was afraid to move, "I'm pretty jealous honestly."

"S-Sorry."

He laughed, shaking his head, placing a soft hand on my shoulder.

"No need to apologize! It just means you're a natural. I'm excited to work with you." He gave me a small wink, pressing a soft squeeze into my shoulder before walking away. I watched him go, dumbfounded, eventually turning on my heel, continuing tracing the path to the clothing trailer.

I opened the door, looking up at Kiara as she was pulling a rolling clothes rack, smiling brightly towards me.

"Got held up in makeup?

"No... Ran into the other guy."

"Oh! Leon?"

I shrugged slowly, walking over to the clothing rack, standing next to her.

"I don't know. He didn't tell me his name."

She giggled, shaking her head as she sighed.

"That would be Leon. What do you think of him?"

"He's... Interesting."

She placed a hand on my shoulder- a different feeling from when Leon's was there moments before- a touch of sincerity, rather than a touch of something I couldn't quite put my finger on.

"If he seemed like he was flirting, don't worry about it. He's overly friendly with everyone, it's just how he is."

I nodded, looking as she presented me with a hanger, grinning widely at me.

"Great, well these are the outfits for today. This is the one we are gonna use first, so feel free to put it on! I'll go talk to the camera guys and make sure everything is ready there. See you on set!"

I nodded as she left, the door closing behind her softly, leaving me alone. I stared at the outfit, looping it overtop a chair as I pulled my current shirt off gently, avoiding my makeup. I felt a strange, thick feeling in my chest as I thought about the shoot with Leon. I couldn't explain the feeling I got from him- uncomfortable? Uncertain? Anxious? I didn't know.

I blinked as my phone went off, that familiar chime of Yoosung's text tone echoing through my ears. I pulled it out of my pocket, opening the message.

"Was just thinking of you! Class is super boring today. D: Hope you have a good day at work! *MUAH*"

I blushed, a small smile creeping onto my lips as I felt my previous tension washing away, my body relaxing as I replied.

"Thanks. Sorry to hear it's boring. Want me to come over after work?"

I placed my phone on the counter, slipping on the silver tank top of the ensemble, a black cardigan with half- lace sleeves going over top. I adjusted them in the mirror, waiting until my phone went off again, eagerly checking the response.

"Yes! Please do! We can cuddle and watch movies. You can pet my hair and comfort me~"

I laughed to myself, unable to stop the smile growing farther on my lips- he always had this effect on me, making everything seem okay at any moment.

"Sounds good."

I turned off the ringer, placing it back on the counter as I pulled on the grey skinnies, which had large, expertly-torn holes at the knees. I added the accessories provided, admiring myself in the mirror for a moment, making a mental note to ask if I could keep this outfit, or at least get a list of where the clothes came from.

I made my way out of the trailer, walking towards the set, my heart far too happy to feel bothered at all as Leon smiled at me.

"Ready to go?"

"As ready as I'll ever be."

Later that evening...

I leaned back against the headboard, Yoosung's chest nestled against mine, his head curled snugly just below my chin, my arms resting softly on the middle of his back, drawing slow, lazy lines along his spine.

"...And the professor was just really strict today- I mean, well, they're usually pretty tough- but today was a lot worse, and we were all really confused, but then we found out their rabbit died, so it makes sense that they were in a bad mood..."

I nodded idly, only half-hearing what Yoosung was talking about- he noticed this, shifting his position to look up at me.

"You okay?"

"Hm? Yeah."

He looked at me contemplatively, as though he was trying to read my expressions.

"You sure..? You're being quiet."

I smiled a bit, a single eyebrow raised.

"I'm always quiet."

He laughed, shaking his head.

"Okay, yeah- but this is a different kind of quiet. Like a you-have-something-on-your-mind, kind of quiet."

I looked out the window for a moment, gazing at the shine of the moon coming in through the glass.

"I guess you're right."

"What's up? You can talk to me, my love." Yoosung leaned down, nuzzling my neck with his cheek, and I smiled, a warm, comfortable happiness pooling inside my chest. I wrapped my arms around him tighter, pulling him up so I could kiss his ear softly.

"Actually... I'm fine. Just seeing you makes me feel better."

I felt Yoosung's cheeks curl up into a grin, his breath dancing along the curve of my neck.

"Do I have a healing aura?"

I nodded, kissing his ear again, trailing my hands over his waist tenderly.

"Yep."

"Maybe I should get you some crystals. I hear those have healing energy."

"I just need you."

He giggled, lifting his head to look into my eyes directly, his lavender orbs glowing with love and contentment.

"Saeran, you're adorable."

I pressed my forehead against his, sliding one of my hands into his silky hair, revelling in the feel of it caressing my fingertips.

"It feels so right when you say it..."

"Hmm? What do you mean?" He spoke softly, peppering soft kisses over my lips, and I smiled, laughing gently.

"It's nothing," I tilted his chin, holding his gaze, my heart soaring as he grinned at me, "I love you."

"I love you too." He whispered softly as our lips came together, mingling in a wistful meeting, his hands trailing my shoulders with a caress kinder than the gentlest of touches.

Yoosung was the beauty inside my bones, the light inside my soul. Any other beauty I have, is nothing if he is not there.

That's it for this chapter!

I'm gonna try and write the next one right away! We're getting pretty close to the end of SL guys! I'm pretty sad about it actually...

~Pixil-8