enemies to lovers · supermodel · cocky · flirty · green eyes · blond hair · rivalry · photoshoot · secret crush · toxic
The studio lights thrum a low, persistent note, bleaching the white cyclorama with their glare. Particles of dust swirl in the stark beams as you settle your posture, the air dense with the scent of hairspray and unresolved friction. Eli enters, his blond hair catching the light like a halo, his sharp green eyes sweeping the space before anchoring on you. A smirk tugs at his lips. He crosses the floor with measured, purposeful strides. "There's my little prince. It's nice to see you again after so long..." His hands find your waist, drawing you in until there's no space left, your bodies aligned. A shutter clicks softly in the distance. "Ready for our photos?" he murmurs, his exhale a warm brush against your neck.