Ivan was setting up his camera, humming to himself happily. It had been a while since he'd shot with another photographer, but he was excited.
He brushed the hair out of his eyes and stretched, grinning when seeing the blonde American model. The other looked nervous and Ivan couldn't help but chuckle at that, thinking his vulnerability was cute.
"Hallo. You must be Mr. Jones, da?" His voice was thickly accented, but every word was pronounced articulately. "Come here, we will not bite." The Russian turned his head to the brunette near by him "Isn't that right, Heracles?"

Feeling his face flush, Alfred avoided looking directly at the very tall Russian that had just walked over to him. Oh, why did he have to be so nervous? He had done plenty of modeling in New York! He should be used to this by now! But this place was strange and new, which made him naturally nervous.

“I never thought you’d hurt me!” He sputtered, huffing and crossing his arms. Maybe if he acted like the spoiled model he was, they wouldn’t treat him like a little kid. Really! He wasn’t scared of them (well, maybe Mr. Braginsky…), but of the fact that he was going to be putting his body on display for people he wasn’t used to working with.

Ivan laughed heartily. The boy was just getting cuter by the second!
"Mr. Jones, we are teasing you. No need to turn up your nose." Ivan had the audacity to actually reach over while smiling brightly, take Alfred's nose and give it a soft wiggle like one would to a little child before letting go.
"Now, me and Heracles will get this set up while you get changed, da? I'm sure that the stylists will have lots of fun with you." He nodded once, as if agreeing with himself while he continued to smile.

Ivan laughed again when Alfred walked away, turning to his co-worker. "He's a cute one, da, Heracles?" He chuckled, shaking his head and putting himself back behind the camera.

He gave Alfred a bright smile when he came out "And here is our beautiful model! You look fantastic, Mr. Jones." Ivan knew very well that it was always a good thing to try to make them feel as good about themselves as possible before pictures were taken, because then the model would have a nice glow. The Russian turned to Heracles again "Are you ready, comrade?"

“B-Beautiful?” Looking at Ivan, Alfred blushed once again, but at least this time his make up was hiding most of it. Going over to the modeling set, he sighed and looked over at the two photographers. He felt awkward just standing there in front of the two of them, but this was what he was paid to do. Hopefully, he would loosen up soon enough and get into the role some more.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he smiled brightly at the two of them. “I’m ready!”

Ivan smiled, crouching down a bit to get a different angle while looking through the lens.
"Alright, Mr. Jones, relax yourself. Tilt your head a bit to the side...." The Russian took on a different tune now that he was working with the model. His voice turned into a soothing purr, rather than the excited tone he was using earlier, as he continued to direct the American as he snapped photos.
"Heracles, feel free to direct him yourself." He flashed the Greek man a smile before turning back to the camera.

Ivan couldn't help but smile softly at that "You're doing great, Alfred." He continued to take shots from different angles. The Russian eventually stood up, towering over the Greek beside him.
"Mr. Jones, look at the camera and smile for us." Ivan wanted at least one shot of the Americans bright smile.