'What is he blushing for? Also, his face is like a bright tomato...' You were curious enough to stare at him.
"W-Why are you looking...?" he stuttered nervously.
"Nevermind. Let's go back to work."
Later after that, Arthur arrived at the photo shoot. He was all set, there's no need for him to do make up or any outfit changes, he was already look that good. Your eyes had been stuck on him while making different poses. Arthur CAN be hot too.
"Hello __~" Arthur greeted you cheerfully.
"Hi." you said.
"Are you tired?" Arthur questioned.
"I see, good to hear." thus, he smiled.
'Ah, so cheesy!!! It gives me goosebumps!!!' Alfred got irritated again. Sceneries kept happening like that in the set, it was driving Alfred mad. He was doing his work by himself while you were working with Arthur on the other side. His close photographer-friend asked him why Alfred's eyes were glued on the two and growing some sort of "Russian aura." He wanted to say the truth yet instead he told him he just smelled rotting scones while looking at you two. Though it didn't answered his question.
"Hey Mr." Alfred called the photographer.
"Yes?" The photographer looked at him.
"Is Arthur really that nice when it comes to his female co-workers?"
"Hmm, I've been working here for 11 months and photographing him with female models... I don't think so. You see, Mr. Arthur is always serious when it comes to work and if he'll be working with a woman, he would just greet her back and that's it. No conversations."
"Did you just say... 'greet back' ?"
"You mean he don't greet girls normally?"
"From my point of view, yes."
'What in the name of punks?!?!?! Is he liking __?!?!'
Alfred would take an opportunity to talk to Arthur later after his work. He couldn't wait to punch Arthur straight on the face IF he said he likes you and... Go home crying if you said you like Arthur back.
"Don't you realize that your boyfriend―"
"He's not my boyfriend!" you told Arthur right away.
"Yeah yeah. He's been annoyed the whole time." Arthur continued.
"It's his usual mood, don't mind him."
"Wow? You sure do know him well don't you?"
"How long do you think we're friends it's been freaking 2 years and I'm always with him!"
"'Always with him' huh?"
Alfred was looking on the other set, he couldn't take away his eyes off you two. In the midst of the photo-shoot he also couldn't focus properly, the lovey-dovey atmosphere on the next set was seriously overwhelming. All of his photo facial expressions were poker face and some were unpleasant face. He couldn't make a demur because of that, they would think Alfred was getting jealous all over and tease him for it. He can't say it he was only joking right?
It was not the second time yet the fourth time you found Alfred was looking at you. There was no doubt he was mad, you decided on that thought.
Then, later after forty minutes in his break time ... Alfred got text message at his cellphone. It came from his close friend from New York.
'Just you watch eyebrows, I won't let you have your fun with __!' Alfred grinned wickedly and evilly like he is ready to murder someone.
"Oh look, now he look like a moron for smiling like that." Arthur described what Alfred looked like from here.
"What happened?" you asked. Now you two were chatting in the middle of the pictorial.
"Dunno' but it feels something good happened."
Thus, your cellphone which is in your pocket vibrated. The text message was sent by the American there.
'You'll only just walk for eight steps and you're here in front of me.' you facepalmed.
'I wonder if she received it by now?'