February 2nd, 2012 by officer808
Here are the rest of the photos of this EXCLUSIVE shoot with Hawaii Five-0’s Brian Yang! He had a scorching session with model Kaitlyn Metcalf, shot by the best glamour photographer on the island, Robert Tolentino. For a good laugh, read the little short story following the photos that I was inspired to write after seeing the photos.
Charlie goes hiking
A small apartment in downtown Honolulu, August, 2011.
The smart phone in Charlie’s hand was warm. Not so much because he’d been playing Angry Birds, but because he’d been holding it for an hour. “The decision making process takes time,” he assured himself. He looked down at the phone, then at his watch, then at the phone again. He clicked it on.
“Let’s do this,” he said to no one in particular as his thumb slid over the phone’s screen. “A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J…K. K is for…” he muttered.
The name KONO jumped out from the screen. He hit TALK, and in that pause before the ringing started, he simultaneously heard himself suck in a breath, heard his heart pumping, and heard the wooshing sound of his veins pumping blood through his racing mind. He put two fingers of his free hand up to the wrist of the other.
“Sixty beats per minute. You’re all G, Fonger, be cool,” he thought. Then, the phone clicked alive.
“Hello?” said the young female voice on the other end.
“Hey, Kono, it’s me Charlie! Charlie Fong, from the lab.”
He slapped his head with his free hand with a loud smack. “Of course she knows it’s you!” his inside voice screamed.
“What was that?” Kono asked.
“Um…nothing, I wasn’t watching where I was going and walked into a wall,” were the words that came out of his mouth. He rolled up his eyes in disbelief. “Oh sweet Lord, did you just say that?” his inside voice asked.
“Oh well, you’d better take care of that then. So what’s up?” Kono said. But something was different in her voice, she sounded…distant.
“Well, I’ve been exercising a lot, working out, running and I found this trail. I wanted to know if you wanted to go hiking up Tantalus drive, skirt around the old shack where we used to play in when we were kids, and make it all the way to the top and watch the sunset and then after we can get some dim sum dumplings for dinner, and I’ll drop you off at home.” Charlie sputtered. “Pace yourself, Champ” warned his inside voice.
There was a long pause. Was she thinking? Did his breath smell bad? “No, you idiot, she can’t smell your breath over the phone!” his inside voice screamed. He looked down at his phone and saw four bars of reception, then none, then four bars again.
“Hello?” Charlie said.
“I’m here Charlie…you were breaking up. Let me get this right. You want to go up to Tantalus drive with me, hike up my skirt in the old shack we used to play in as kids, make it with me all the way, and then you’re doing to dump me off at home while you get dinner?”
“What?!? No, that’s not what I said! I asked if you wanted to go hiking up Tantalus drive…”
“Well at least we’ll get to see the sunset…” Kono trailed off.
“Yes!” Charlie said excitedly.
“ …while you have your way with me,” Kono said wryly. “That’s romantic.” Charlie could tell by the way her sentence trailed off that she was smiling. But her tone changed. “I wish I could Fong, but I got a lot of things going on…” Kono said flatly.
“Well how about tomorrow?” Charlie asked hopefully.
“I gotta wash my hair,” came Kono’s response.
“All day?!?!” Charlie said in disbelief.
“It’s a lot of hair, Fong,” Kono said.
“Well how about next week?” Charlie’s hopes were fading.
“No, there’ll be a Great Disturbance in the Force,” Kono said patiently.
“Really?” Charlie was at a loss. “No, you numbskull, she’s blowing you off!” screamed his inside voice.
“Um, well no, but I thought you’d appreciate that,” Kono said. Even at the attempt at humor, Charlie knew something was off.
“Well, I…” Charlie couldn’t even think of anything else to say.
“Kono. Time to go,” a gravelly male voice said from beyond the receiver’s normal range.
The phone rustled and he knew Kono moved to put her hand over the receiver. Despite that he made out a name.
“Who’s Frank, Kono?”
“No one, Charlie. Listen I’m sorry, I really, really am, but I gotta go, one day maybe-“
The phone clicked, and went dead. He looked down at the screen.
“Well at least you got to make out with her in the closet back in the 8th grade,” his inside voice said halfheartedly.
“Yeah, at least I got that,” Charlie said aloud. He stopped and looked around. Who was he talking to?