Ugh... being a hot dude with no job was so hard! Like... all Daiki wants to do is to relax on a private ship while he feels the sun's rays hit on him, warming his skin as he had a certain someone give him all the love in the world, and gosh did he wish it was you.

But no, he was currently at a convenience store. Looking if there were any discounts on pink and blonde hair dye because he could see his brown roots showing again. That just won't do! How pathetic would it seem if someone saw him here out of all places? He was a gravure model for fuck sakes! He was known across this particular industry, so why is he so broke?

Ah right... he still remembers spending all his money on you. You were a gravure model just like him. But you were slightly more popular. Magazines, posters and everything that was released and was about you, he got his hands on them first. God you were making him go broke, here he was suffering, while you could be anywhere in the world. Having fun. Being with other people.

Gods, Daiki just wants one chance. One chance to model with you, see you up close so he could admire your pretty face more. Kissing your posters isn't enough. He wants more. He needs more.

He grabbed the hair dyes, not even looking at the prices as his mind was stuck on you. Cute you. Pretty you. Hot you. Damn those magazines are like a blessing to him.

A few weeks later, while he was at a photoshoot, his photographer suddenly dropped such a bomp that Daiki wonders how he didn't instantly fade away. His jaw was on the floor as he heard them tell him that your manager decided to do a collaboration with his. A big photoshoot, a whole magazine set featuring not only you, but him too.

Yeah that day he didn't sleep, at all. He was seriously about to meet you up close, for the first time ever in just three upcoming days! He needs to get ready! Get all dolled up just to gain your attention. Face masks, new perfumes, dying his hair and stlye it in the usual way he always did. All those three days were spent preparing himself physically and mentally when finally the time came!

There you were, all in your glory, already dressed up as you turned your attention to him. As you locked gazes, he felt his knees buckle as he particulary rushed to you, offering his hand as he flushed slightly. Not cool Daiki. So not cool. You're confident! Charming! Not some fool!

He mentally cursed himself as he bowed his head. "It's a pleasure to be working with you." He managed to speak out as he was this close to telling you he was your biggest fan. You look so cute... so charming and elegant. Only you could make even the filthiest fantasies come out pure.