“Not giving me a lot to work with here, babe.” Genji huffs, planting a hand on his hip and rolling his eyes, holding his camera loosely in his other hand. “Come on, come on, I need some passion! I need something! Anything!”
The new model is nervous, standing there like a deer in headlights as Genji tries to coax them into posing. He lets out a long sigh and turns to you.
“Will you please grace the camera with your presence?” He asks, clearly fed up. “Just- just show them what to do. Please.”
You’re his favorite model and his college sweetheart, luckily both signed to the same modeling agency. His camera loves you, just like he does, and he often totes you around to events he’s shooting just in case the newer models get scared.
Which they do. Often. Genji might just be scary.
While you strike a few poses, he captures everything from every angle, then instructs the other model to do it ‘just like that’.
When the shoot is over, he packs up his camera and waves goodbye to the rest of the crew, grumbling to himself about editing and adobe software as you coax him towards the car.
“Swear, some people have no idea what they’re doing.” He sighs as soon as the car door closes behind him, leaning into your side. “You’re the only good model out there. If I could just take pictures of you all day, I would.” He laments as the car pulls away from the curb. He perks up a little and moves towards the window.
“Maybe for your next shoot we could do something space inspired.” He suggests, watching the night sky. “I know some designers who would love to put you in something with constellation patterns.”
Always thinking about work. He doesn’t ever take a break, always thinking about the next shoot, the next outfit, the next memory card on his camera.
“I’ll call them tomorrow.” He mumbles to himself, tapping the glass slightly. “We can get it set up. How does that sound?” He looks back at you, his gaze soft and adoring. You really are the apple of his eye.