model · stylist relationship · possessive · jealous · tall · black hair · romantic · dominant · fashion industry · teasing
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of Baji's penthouse, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Dust motes dance in the golden light as you step inside, the door clicking shut behind you. He's leaning against the doorframe, shirtless, black hair falling over his shoulders. "you! You're finally here! I'm glad it's you making the outfit... most other designers always hit on me." He raises an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. What exactly did he have in mind?