Lights went off in front of you and you forced yourself to stare ahead and smile. Keeping your eyes open was the hard part, but smiling wasn’t. You gripped tightly onto Youngjae’s arm and when the lights finally stopped, he looked at you.

            “Are you nervous?” he smiled. You shook your head.

            “Definitely not. I know what I’m doing and we’re doing this together. I just don’t like the camera lights.”

            He glanced at the camera crew and saw that they were busy fixing their equipment and turned to you, breaking out of the pose that had taken them a while to perfect. “They’re going to kill you,” you whispered playfully to him.

            Youngjae made a face at you. “And I don’t care. As for not liking the camera lights, you have to remember, this photoshoot is something your mother demanded. So you just need to bear with it. We only just started too.”

            You sighed. “I know. All those models must have a lot of patience. I can barely stop twitching.”

            He tapped your nose and you scrunched up your face at him. “Are you having a hard time smiling? Because then I’d know that we have a problem.”

            You laughed out loud and saw the bright flash of the camera from the corner of your eye. The two of you turned to the crew in shock and the head camera person shrugged. “I couldn’t help but overhear. We’re going to have to stick to a couple more poses and then we can do more candid shots, more natural poses. That one, by the way, was very picturesque.”

            You blushed and straightened yourself, feeling more determined to do this correctly. Assistants rushed to fix your white gown and they exchanged your bouquet of flowers. You slipped your hand through Youngjae’s elbow again and this time, they had you standing in front of him, his other arm around your waist. You stared up at him and his mouth twitched. “Sweetheart, the camera’s the other way.”

            And because you were a rebel, you stuck out your tongue at him. “But I like this view better.” And before you knew it, there was another flash of light and the moment was commemorated for generations to come.

            “You two are so adorable,” one of the makeup artists commented as she touched up on your eyeliner. “I think of all the wedding shoots we’ve done this year, you have the best chemistry.”

            You glanced at Youngjae, who was having his hair gelled up with a ridiculous amount of hair products and laughed. “I hope you don’t tell them that; the other couples may get worried.”

            Your husband-to-be looked up and smiled at your comment as well and the hair stylist doing his hair clucked her tongue. “I’m so jealous of you guys. I hope to find a man who can make me as happy as you are whenever you see him.”

            You raised an eyebrow at Youngjae. “I’m not so sure about that.”

            The two of you were still sharing snippy remarks when the head photographer came up to you and tapped Youngjae on his shoulder. “I think it’s time for our individual shoots. If you’ll head this way,” he lead Youngjae out to another room. Out of curiosity, you followed.

            You giggled and looked at the producers of the photoshoot. “Why is our theme Las Vegas? Don’t you think our mothers would have heart attacks? They want their kids to have decent weddings not this spur of the moment thing.”

            She shrugged and pointed at Youngjae who was currently posing. He had his jacket over his shoulder, posing coolly and looking at the camera. “He suggested it.”

            You pursed your lips and the moment he was done, accosted him. “Ya, Yoo Youngjae, what were you thinking, wanting Las Vegas for our theme?”

            He grinned and brought his lips close to your ear. “It’s because I took a gamble when I first asked you out, and I won.”

            The surrounding people heard and cooed and you blushed. You pushed him out of the way. “Make way for the bride. I need to go to my individual shoot now.” Yours was more fun, you got to pose in front of the famous swimming pool. You allowed your dress to float around you, covering the indecent logo with your body and smiled at the camera. Behind the photographer, Youngjae was wiggling his eyebrows and acting stupid.

            When the individual segments were over, the two of you joined again to film some of the candid photos. Youngjae picked you up and twirled you around, letting the gown swish around the two of you in a pretty way. You laughed out loud and quickly covered your mouth. “Stop making me look unattractive, Youngjae.”

            He placed you down on the ground and pressed his forehead against yours. You didn’t even have to hear the clicking to know that the two of you were unwittingly providing great photo moments. “Nonsense. You can never be unattractive. Especially when I’m around.”

            You giggled and stood next to him, straight and formal. “Let’s do a really stiff, old-timer pose. You need to stand all straight too!” The two of you looked at the camera with solemn faces and you made sure there were a few inches apart from the two of you. “For the more conservative people,” you explained when he attempted to grab you closer. You heard Youngjae snort and knew he was shaking his head at you.

            The camera crew led you outside and Youngjae was running across a meadow, throwing flower petals at you. The two of you posed when they asked, but you were just having fun in your element, with the two of you absorbed by one another.

            When the photos came, bound in a beautiful leather book, the two of you presented it to your mothers. They looked at it and then looked up at you two. “This is going to be a beautiful match,” they commented.

            Youngjae took your hand in his and kissed it. “I already knew that. We didn’t need photos to prove it.”

this is for LauraYoo

I actually really really liked this one