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I Still Get Jealous.

Genre: Fluff with slight suggestion.

Warning: Jealous Louis and hickies!

Photography has always been your number one passion. Your parents had always encouraged you to work on your craft, which eventually paid off and led to owning your magazine publication. This meant working with a wide array of journalists and fashion assistants. You also had the luxury of meeting many faces, some famous, leading you to Louis.

You were sat at your kitchen table, typing away on your MacBook as Louis walked into your house. You had just recently given him a key to your place after a year of dating and he had zero hesitation about using it.

You had been swarmed with work emails all morning and you hadn’t even realized his presence until he put your usual iced coffee order down on the table beside you.

You momentarily jumped, causing an immediate devilish grin on your boyfriend’s face. You eyed him up and down taking in how handsome he looked, which was no surprise to you.

“It’s quite alarming how you didn’t hear me come in. It makes me wonder how easily someone could come in here and just kidnap you” he teased, but you knew he had a slight undertone of worry in his voice.

You took a sip of your coffee, silently thanking your lucky stars that you had a boyfriend who paid enough attention to get your coffee order right. Louis truthfully thought you were a bit wild for drinking an iced coffee in the middle of winter but he didn’t say anything about it regardless of his thought.

“You have a key! You know I keep every door and window under a tight lock and key” you giggled, standing up to properly greet him. You lunged into his arms, wrapping yourself around his waist, and pulling him in for a kiss before he could give a quick-witted response.

“Are you still coming to work with me today?” You knew that’s the only reason he was up at this hour, his beautiful blue eyes accompanied by his sleepy gray eye-bags. He had been asking to join you at work for months now and when your schedules finally aligned he refused to miss the opportunity even if he was exhausted.

“Of course love! That’s why I’m here. I’m excited to see you in your element.” He loved that you both were passionate about your work and you had been to several shows while he was on tour so assisting you at work felt like a no-brainer.

“Did you forget that’s how we met? ” you smiled as you walked to your bedroom, with Louis following closely behind you. You turned on the space heater you had on his usual side of the bed, knowing he ran a lot colder than you.

“I mean, of course, I remember. But I don’t usually get to go to work with you. You see me in action all the time!” He sat beside the heater, making you smile at how well you knew one another.

“Very true” you hummed as you changed into a work-appropriate outfit, throwing your pajamas to the side.

Louis kept his eyes on you as you jumped into your jeans, shimming the denim over your butt. You put on some classic Adidas sambas a T-shirt and one of Louis oversized jackets.

“I had wondered where that went” he let out a soft chuckle as you motioned for him to follow you, finally ready to leave for the day.

Louis slid into the passenger seat of your jeep. “This feels so weird to me, I should be the one driving” he scoffed before putting his seatbelt on.

“I like driving to work! I’m used to my car and all my stuff is in here anyway. ” You giggled as you put your purse in the backseat behind you before getting into the driver's side.

“Clara will be there today. She’ll be my assistant photographer, and I’m not sure who else will be there on the team this morning but everyone’s super excited you’ll be there.”

Louis felt a sense of pride hearing that, knowing you probably spoke highly about him to the people you work with made him feel butterflies in his stomach.

“Is Clara the one who made fun of my accent at your Christmas party?” He jokingly narrowed his eyes at you as he sipped on his remaining coffee.

“Baby! She didn’t mean to!” You couldn’t help but giggle at how often Louis brought this up. “When Clara gets nervous she just does a British accent. It’s like engrained in her DNA or something. She’s been doing that for years!”

Louis giggled, placing a comforting hand on your thigh and squeezing it as you pulled into the parking lot. “I know love! I’m only teasing! It’s fun to see you get worked up though.”

You scoffed playfully and put your car in park, Louis quickly made his way to your side to open your door and help you unload some of your equipment from the back.

Clara saw you and Louis arrive in the parking lot, she rushed to open the door for the two of you to come inside the building. Clara would never admit it to Louis but you were well aware that she was a big One Direction fan and was excited to pick his brain all day.

“Hey, boss lady!” She hummed as she held the door open.

“Good morning” you chirped, happy to see her familiar face.

“Good morning Clara” Louis narrowed his eyes at her playfully.

“Good morning Louis” Clara giggled as she helped you start to set things up before your client came in.

“Do you need me to help with something?” Louis stood close to you, shifting his weight back and forth on his feet, seemingly bored out of his mind without a task given to him.

“Jason in the wardrobe department actually did want a male perspective on today’s looks!” Clara suggested and Louis quickly followed the signs to wardrobe.

“Jason? A male perspective? Now I know you’re lying” you whispered as Louis disappeared into a nearby room.

Clara blushed innocently, “he’s excited to meet Louis and I didn’t know what else to say.”

“I promise this won’t be the only time he comes with me, you guys!” You giggled knowing everyone was eager to get their five minutes with him.

Krystal, who works in the lighting department couldn’t help but chuckle to herself as she set up the room. “Bring your beautiful boyfriend to work day huh? I didn’t get the memo! I would’ve brought mine.” She teased.

“Isn’t he? Beautiful I mean.” Morgan another lighting specialist walked into the room, making the room roar with audible laughter.

Your face grew warmer by the second, “don’t let him hear you. He is well aware!”

You secretly loved that everyone was fawning over your Louis.

Jason and Louis quickly brought a rack of clothing options out onto the set. Louis was confident with the outfits he suggested, sitting down with the rest of the crew as you gave him a quick peck on the lips before excusing yourself to get the person you were photographing today.

When you two walked back into the room it felt as though time stopped, and all eyes were now on him.

Lars Kipton.

A Russian model, who bares the weight of being the only son of a very wealthy hotel heir. He had been in a lot of publications recently, as he had struck his first deal with Gucci, he was rich, tall, and extremely photogenic, a winning triple threat.

You were eager to snag him up for your February Valentine's cover story, and he was quick to say yes, much to your surprise.

Lars quickly stole the energy in the room, and Louis felt the shift immediately. A wave of relief came off of him, knowing the attention was on someone new. The relief didn’t last long once he realized how mesmerized Lars was by you, his captivating green eyes latched to you as you introduced him to everyone and gave direction.

Louis sprang out of his seat, quick to introduce himself as your boyfriend. The firm handshake exchanged by the two did not go unnoticed by you and the rest of the room.

Lars was easy on the eyes, and you could see why girls all over the world were so smitten with him but you only had eyes for Louis, and you were confident he knew that.

Right?

“It’s a pleasure to work with all of you. I’ve heard great things” Lars immediately turned on the charm which didn’t go unnoticed by Louis. Especially because he addressed the room but only made direct eye contact with you.

You and your team worked quickly, as Louis sat and watched the entire exchange. You’d adjust Lars clothes every so often, giving him some direction and trying your best not to be too handsy ( not that Lars was complaining.)

“You have such a gentle touch, I like it. There’s nothing like the touch of a beautiful woman.” Lars smiled, keeping eye contact with you, his dimpled cheeks prominent on his perfectly chiseled face.

Louis shifted uncomfortably in his seat, trying his best not to make it too obvious that he was beyond irritated.

He pulled his phone out, trying to distract himself from what he had just heard, gnawing on the inside of his cheeks instinctively.

You awkwardly laughed off the exchange, politely thanking Lars before walking back to your monitors to see what photos had been taken so far. You noticed the flush look on Louis face and walked over to him.

“Are you okay? Are you hungry? We have-“

“I’m fine” he replied coldly, as he scrolled on his phone. He refused to look up at you, avoiding your eye contact as you stood in front of him.

“What’s wrong?” You whispered, trying not to draw any attention to yourselves as Clara took over.

“Nothing” he lied before putting his phone down in his lap. He faked a smile, but you knew him better than that, feeling the sass radiate off of him. You didn’t have the time to concern yourself if he wasn’t ready to discuss it so you nodded and got back to work.

“Lars? Can you put your right foot out in front of you? The pattern of the pants will elongate your legs.” You demonstrated what you meant but Lars pretended to not get it.

“Can you physically show me? I don’t think I understand” he smirked, looking past you and over to Louis. Louis was never great at biting his tongue, immediately popping up from his seat for a smoke break, the door shutting loudly behind him.

Clara looked at you and you nodded, excusing yourself but not before you quietly asked Jason to step in and help with wardrobe.

You rushed to follow Louis to the side of your building where he was already halfway through a cigarette, he was angrily mumbling to himself when you stood before him.

“What the fuck was that about?” You felt a wave of emotions come over you, on one hand, Louis had slightly embarrassed you in front of a client but on the other hand, if he was actually jealous, you might kind of love it.

“Baby!” His voice was high-pitched and defensive as he waved around a cigarette. “You can’t be fucking serious! You know that fucking guy in there has been flirting with you from the second he walked in!”

He didn’t give you a moment to respond before he continued to ramble. “You thanked him too! I know this is your job so I’m trying not to overreact but seriously fuck that guy! You should’ve told him to-“ he paused noticing the giant grin on your face.

“Louis? Are you seriously jealous?” You folded your arms against your chest as you watched him take an unnecessarily long drag of his cigarette with his eyes fluttering closed. The smug look on your face was enough to drive him crazy.

“Louis Tomlinson- are you jealous?” You giggled, slightly more excited than you meant for it to come out.

“No” he lied, realizing only now that he really had nothing to worry about. “I don’t get jealous, not ever.” He was lying through his teeth and his shy smile was a dead giveaway.

“No?” You stepped closer to him, closing the space between you two now as Louis backed up against the wall of the building.

“Nope,” he rolled his eyes as he took another drag, trying to avoid your gaze as he blew the smoke away from you.

“Not even when he told me I had a…” you smiled knowing exactly what you were doing before you leaned into his ear “Gentle touch?”

Louis couldn’t hide it anymore, and he knew you were well aware. He threw his cigarette down, stomping it into the ground, his hands were entangled in your hair within seconds, passionately kissing you like you were the air he needed to breathe. His kisses grew sloppy and more passionate by the second, he didn’t care who saw and hoped more than anything that Lars would walk out of that building at any second.

“Admit it” you moaned between kisses, your hands getting lost in his hair, the two of you could hardly breathe.

“Okay, fuck, I’m jealous” he rasped as he fought for breath against your lips, he had no plans of stopping anytime soon as he suddenly latched onto your neck, something he had never done before.

“Lou!” You gasped, feeling the pit of your stomach growing warmer at the sensation against your neck. He was marking his territory and you hated to admit you were enjoying every second of it.

“Now you know how I feel” you smugly replied as you pulled away from him, checking your neck in the reflection of your phone.

“You? Jealous?” He seemed surprised but he rather enjoyed this slight toxicity.

“Every single room we walk into people are already madly in love with you. It was a nice change, I won’t lie” You rubbed your neck slightly making him blush as he admired the love bite he left on your neck.

“I only care if you’re madly in love with me though” he lit another cigarette as you leaned over to kiss his cheek.

“You already know that I am and you have nothing to worry about, you know that right?”

He nodded, pulling you closer to him as he finished his cigarette.

#fic rec #mine!

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