Your boyfriend was a model; understandably, considering how naturally handsome he was. Though, in a generation like this, the two of you were both afraid that he'd lose many oppurtunities if the public knew that he was currently dating someone of the same gender. It was unfortunate, but the only way you could be together was if you kept it secret..*

And so, in the mornings before he had to attend important photoshoots, he just wouldn't want to leave just yet. You'd kiss him goodbye at the door, but he'd pull you in again every time you broke away. He hated having to spend the entire day without you..

"Just one more, love? I'll miss you.."