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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 9:34 am
Chayse brings it over, "There's only a couple pictures of when I was young, because I've got enough stuff that I only need to put the best stuff in here, and... well, nobody's first shoots are their best stuff. But some of the ones when I was little were too adorable to take out. I think the second picture is from when I was seven or something insane like that. And I definitely think I'm a damn androgonous kid."
He didn't even look in the book, just handed it off and wandered over to the kitchen.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 9:43 am
Diego smiles in thanks at Chayse and begins flipping through the pictures. Chayse was right, he was an adrogynous child. Diego smiles, looking through Chayse's younger pictures but once he gets to the newer ones, his breath hitches. Chayse is absolutely beautiful. Every single picture of him, whether it be seductive, amusing or neutral... He stops on one, where Chayse is standing beside a telephone pole, looking at the camera without any emotion. One of Chayse's arms is up against the pole while the other lays neatly at his side. His hair is braided and the way he's leaning against the pole caused his shirt to ride up a bit. The picutre is black and white, making his hair a little less vibrant. Diego decides that this is by far his favourite of them all.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 9:48 am
Chayse rather breifly considered changing out of his business clothes, but decides he may as well stay in his nice clothes, for a while at least. He comes back out of the kitchen with a teacup in each hand, and passes on over to Diego, using that as a chance to see what pictures the other man was looking at, "Jeez, I don't know why they want me for black and white pictures. Red hair is an awful hair colour for that media. The make up always bugs me too, I mean, it looks fine in the black and white shot, but if yuo see someone walking around in that makeup they look half-dead."
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 9:51 am
Diego reaches up and takes the teacup gently. "I like this one very much, actually." he says, still looking at the picture. "You look beautiful..." he almost whispers.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 9:55 am
He smirks a bit at what he thinks he heard,"Oh, I know that one's good, that's why it's in my portfolio, I just think the people who want me for black and white shoots don't really know what they're doing. Although, maybe they're going off of that picture." Instead of pulling up one of the other chairs, Chayse just sits down on the arm rest of the one Diego's on.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 9:59 am
Diego glances up briefly. "Do you have another one of this? If you do..." he pauses, hoping that he's not being too obviously or too heavy handed. "Can I have one?" he finishes. He takes a sip of his tea, black.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 10:03 am
"Yeah, I do, that's actually a copy you're looking at. I don't keep originals in the portfolio." Chayse gets off the chair and goes to his room, and grabs an extra copy of that picture. He's starting to feel confused since he's getting major mixed signals from the Italian. I mean, the guy calls his picture beautiful and asks for a copy, but doesn't notice him sitting right next to him? Weird.
He goes back into the living room and hands Diego the print. He resumes his sitting position on the arm rest.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 10:07 am
Diego gives Chayse a heartbreakingly wonderful smile. "Thank you very much." he says. He finishes looking through the pictures, and looks up at Chayse. "You are a very good model."
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 10:13 am
"Well, I've had plenty of time to learn. I did get started in modelling when I was, like, 7." He replies, a bit modestly. He takes the portfolio and puts it back where he got it. Once again, despite earlier decisions, he changes tactics. Coaxing doesn't seem to be getting anywhere... and if he messes things up tonight, then, what the hell because this is his only chance, really, with Diego leaving the next day.
He purposefully slips off of the arm rest and onto Diego's lap. He also doesn't try and put any kind of tone of innocence in his next sentence because he wants the italian to pick up exactly what he's trying to get at, "I know I invited you in to look at the portfolio, but just because you're done that doesn't mean you have to leave."
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 10:16 am
Diego's eyes go wide and he splutters. "Wh-what are you...? Chayse? I don't understand..." he says, a little confusedly. He doesn't push Chayse away though, nor does he move at all.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 10:19 am
"I think you do understand, actually." Chayse replies, slipping his arms around Diego's broad shoulders and leaning up against him
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 10:23 am
Diego nods, but still makes no move to push Chayse away, nor to pull the other man closer. "Chayse..." he says quietly. "I cannot do this."
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 11:15 am
"What do you... mean, you can't?" Chayse asks, now totally confused. Of course, he might be more willing to take the refusal if Diego would push him away, or something. Of course, he doesn't think of removing himself from the other man's lap at all. It doesn't make sense, Diego just seemed shy, not "You're gay, I'm gay, you're not dating anyone..."
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 6:29 pm
Diego looks straight at Chayse, trying not to get distracted by his amazingly good looks. "I cannot just... sleep with someone. I have done that enough already." He looks down, almost shamefully. "I will not let myself do that again."
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 6:39 pm
Chayse doesn't really know what to say now. This is going to sound like bragging, even though it's not meant to, but he hasn't been turned down before (at least, not at this point, after all ready having the guy in his home and stuff).
He (finally) gets off Diego's lap, not making eye contact, or really looking at him at all, "well... I think I just made things a little awkward..."
If they weren't going to have sex now, and Diego is leaving tomorrow...
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