Hot Mess ~Klance Modeling Au

Thursday came quickly for Allura and Alfor, and finally the guest list was completed.

Meanwhile, Lance and Keith were just struggling to survive a full day with each other- as always.

"Okay, maybe we could finish this if you did the poses correctly." Keith deadpanned. His camera hung loose around his shoulders. The entire week had passed dreadfully slow, with Lance not following directions. Plus, they'd been bombarded with double the amount of outfits, shoots, and themes. Which meant double the amount of time Keith had to spend watching Lance look pretty and act stupid.

He was exhausted. He wished Nyma was back.

Lance groaned. "I am doing them right." His voice was a high pitched whine from his frustration. " And cut me some slack man, I have to do my own makeup, my own hair, and then be perfect for Keith. Like jeez, give a guy a break. " Lance rolled his eyes.

"Suree, like you carry this team."

" Its not like you do. "

"I'm clearly the responsible one here. And I determine how well the shoots come out. So yeah, I do."

"Oh shut it mullet. I'm going to go redo my blush. You're nagging messed it up."

" Whatever, Kim Kardashian. "

"Don't come for her like that! She is a queen!" Lance called from the back.

Keith rolled his eyes and sat down on the couch in the corner of the studio. He opened his laptop to see a new email from Alfor.

"Fuck," Keith muttered. It was probably an apology letter because him and Lance were fired. They were at least three shoots behind everyone else. Keith gritted his teeth and opened the email.

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Alfor Altea

11:02 a.m

Private Invitation

Recipients

>> Lance McClain
>> Keith Kogane
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Dear Keith and Lance,

                   My daughter and I have been planning for the annual Altean Modeling Party as we do every year. The guest list was an interesting experience, but my daughter has persuaded me that you two have proven yourself worthy of an invitation to this year's celebration.

                   The party is on September 20th, at 7 p.m sharp here at Altea. Other models, photographers and designers who have exceeded expectations this far into their seasons will also attend. Local and professional fashion clients also attend annually, looking for new talent. So make sure you boys look your best and come ready to mingle.

                       Congratulations,

                                                       Alfor Altea
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"Oh. My. God." Keith couldn't contain his smile. " I love you so goddamn much Allura. " He muttered.

"Lance! Come here!" He called.

A few more minutes of anticipation passed before the cuban boy finally returned. He still had on his outfit for the shoot, a white t-shirt, camouflage capris, and converses, and his makeup was smooth again. He groaned. "I swear to god Keith, if you have one more detail you have to change-"

"Shut up. Come here."

Lance dramatically placed a hand on his heart. " Uh, rude! "

"Goddamn Lance. Stop being a child for two seconds, read this." Keith said. He turned the laptop to face Lance, who crouched in front of Keith to read it.