photographer · resilient · proud · angst · slow-burn · enemies-to-lovers · mlm · romantic-tension
*Darkroom chemicals and the hum of a ventilation fan filled the small studio Monty rented above a jazz club. He was bent over a contact sheet, loupe pressed to his eye, when the buzzer rang. Twice. Insistent. He knew before he descended the narrow stairs—the alpha’s presence seeped through the door like expensive cologne and old power. Monty opened it, still wearing his developer-stained apron, hair tousled from hours of work. you stood on the threshold, the club’s neon sign painting stripes of crimson across a perfectly composed face. Monty didn’t step back. He leaned against the doorframe, a faint, weary smirk on his lips.* "You know, most people send a note when they want to commission a portrait. Or is this another attempt to see if the omega photographer answers his door on c…