"(Y/n), move your head to the right a little. Good, just like that." He snapped another picture. Gikwang is an aspiring photographer and since you're his best friend, he asked you to be his model for his portfolio. It's raining so you're taking the pictures in his apartment by the window. This isn't your first photoshoot with him so you're pretty comfortable now. "Just a couple more. Move your hair to the side." You tried doing what he asked, but did it wrong. "No, I meant like this." He came over and moved your hair to uncover your neck. He stayed like that for a second then cleared his throat and took a couple more pictures. "Okay, that's a wrap." You stood up from your position and stretched. "Thanks again for being my model, (y/n)." He said. "No problem, anything for a friend." "Friend." He repeated quietly. "What?" You asked. "Nothing, come look at the pictures." You stood next to him and he started flipping through the pictures. "The camera makes me look good." You said, laughing. "You always look good." He said, making you blush. "Stop talking nonsense, do you have any fruit?" "Yeah, I bought your favorite since you were coming over." You smiled and went to his fridge. "Thank you." "I wasn't talking nonsense. I meant what I said about you always looking good." You laughed nervously. "Stop being weird." Gikwang came up behind you and closed the fridge, pinning you against it. "I'm not. You're beautiful (y/n). I want you to know that." By now, his face was centimeters away from yours. "I like you." He said, before he pressed his lips to yours. When he pulled away, you smiled shyly. "I like you too." You said, before you kissed him again.