~~Jungwoo~~
The bright sun of Monday morning woke Jungwoo from his peaceful sleep. The previous day was hectic and Jungwoo had fallen asleep right away. The young adult rolled away from the window and stretched out on his back, breathing in the fresh morning scent. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and as the grogginess left his body he remembered that he neglected a shower the night before. That answered why he felt so grimy.
Jungwoo freshened up and returned to his bedroom where his desk awaited him. Poised on top of his desk was the new outfit Haechan had picked out for him specifically for this day. Today, jungwoo would be heading to the Mode Maudelle fashion show where Haechan claimed that he would meet his new boyfriend.
Jungwoo didn't know how to feel about the day that was set ahead of him. He was going to be taking hundreds of photos of the most intricately beautiful clothing and he was able to watch an amazing show. But there was one piece of the event that knotted jungwoo's stomach. He would be photographing pictures of the one and only, Lucas Wong. Jungwoo was a huge fan and his loyal friend Haechan was hell bent on getting the two together.
Jungwoo quickly put on the new outfit and stood in front of his mirror to observe his new look. A flowing black and white striped button down hung on his shoulders and was tucked into a pair of black cropped dress pants. A pair of slick black Gucci slides hugged his feet. The gold accents sewed onto the top of them glittered in his bedroom lights and matched the many expensive rings on his fingers as well as the thin gold chain hanging from his neck. Haechan thought of every last detail with this outfit and he knew that the night would be cold. To finish off Jungwoo's attire, Haechan bought him a long black Chanel coat with silver zipper accents.
Before the show, the indigo haired boy headed to Caller's main building to pick up his photography equipment and finish up a few last pieces of work. He worked diligently but meticulously to finish photoshopping the last few photos from previous editorials that he had photographed. Before he knew it, the clock above his head read five o'clock and Jungwoo began to pack up.
The boy placed his camera in a small bag with some different lenses. He made his way back to his car and gently placed the equipment in the trunk. Jungwoo was borrowing Caller Magazine's camera and they were not cheap. Anything that Jungwoo broke would come out of his pay check and he knew that he could not afford to pay for the repairs of these cameras.
The building that was housing the fashion event was across town from Jungwoo's work office. After a long hour of driving, Jungwoo finally reached the event's location. A worker under Mode Maudelle directed Jungwoo to the back of the building where an underground parking lot awaited. Almost every parking spot was filled. He knew that tonight's show was going to be packed. Fashion Week was a big deal in New York, after all. Jungwoo drove down to the bottom floor that was reserved for the models and camera crews. The well dressed man found a parking spot and gathered his camera bag. A few people circulated the floor and guarded the cars as loads of people and clothing racks were brought into the elevator and towed up to the building, where they would be hidden backstage. Jungwoo crossed the lot to the elevator and waited to be towed up after the show materials.
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The elevator doors finally opened and Jungwoo found himself at the start of a short hallway that led into a large open space. Restaurants and stores lined the walls and on the opposite side of the space, shinning like a beacon, was the extravagantly decorated room housing the runway. The walls were a light gray. Glass doors with black trim lined the walls and gave a small view to potted plants and red stone bricks that made a large backyard of the building. Jungwoo could see a section outside with some dinner tables and soft white lights. He assumed the after party would be held there.
Inside were long white curtains that hung down the tall walls. They flowed in the soft wind and looked like dresses dancing. Long black benches surrounded a black runway with large lights that shone on its surface. Jungwoo found his name resting on a space of the front bench just at the end of the runway and took a seat. He started to set up his camera and made small talk with the other photographers that were sent there by their companies for the same reasons as him.
Jungwoo waited patiently for the show to start. He passed the time by having idle conversations with others attending the show and the lights eventually dimmed, revealing the models Jungwoo was tasked to photograph.
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FanfictionA famous model and an accomplished photographer. They are the perfect couple, but their love is against the contract. Will they be able to power through or will their professions take the best of them? ~|COMPLETED|~