snapshot | crygi

Our Night

The pair was back at Gigi's house after a long day to get ready for the launch party, spending a lot of their time together despite saying they wouldn't live together just yet. They had been staying in each other's houses, taking turns to where they would sleep each evening which was something the two truly enjoyed as they made up for all the time they wasted with all the problems and conflicts they had faced.

It was when the stylist saw what the red-haired woman was wearing for the night when they launched into a playful banter.

"You wore that the last time," she said the first thing, making Crystal look at her with a confused look on her face.

"And? You're the only one that would notice, plus it looks nice on me," she complained and Gigi gave her a look of disbelief.

"Everything looks nice on you, but I suit you the most," she replied, making the photographer laugh as she made her way towards Crystal.

"Look at the one calling me cheesy!" she teased as Gigi grabbed her hand, intertwining them while her girlfriend let her. The taller woman left a peck on her cheek, smiling at the lipstick print she left on her skin.

"You know it's true." The stylist tugged on Crystal's hand and pulled her towards her bedroom, "Come on, I'll choose something for you."

It made the photographer whine despite following her girlfriend to where she was leading, "Bringing work to home? Should I start taking pictures of you now or something?"

"I was wondering when you would start doing that again. I miss being your model." Gigi chuckled as she opened the door of her closet and immediately dropped Crystal's hand to go through her dresses, some she hadn't even worn before. Then she excitedly pulled out one, a long tan colored dress that wasn't something Crystal would pick for herself but the stylist already had a vision.

"Gee..." the red-haired woman started before her girlfriend cut off.

"Just try it." Crystal's sceptical eyes were still on the dress while her girlfriend's puppy eyes were on her, "Please. For me. Maybe it could be your gift for me? This is our night anyway."

"Okay, gosh. But I don't want to be much prettier than the queen of the night, okay?" the red-haired woman accepted and made Gigi cheer excitedly.

"You mean the queens of the night, right? This is for us both, baby. It's our night." Then she walked closer to her while handing the dress, "Do you need help with that?" she whispered while her hand found the strap of Crystal's top, running her hand on the tan shoulder teasingly.

The red-haired woman leaned up to leave a quick peck while taking the hanger off of Gigi's hand, "Not unless we want to be late." She stepped away as the stylist stood dumbfounded to be turned down. "Come on, go finish your makeup. Although you already look perfect as it is."

Gigi couldn't help but blush at the compliment, her mind involuntarily comparing her girlfriend to her ex fianceé. She remembered the trapped feeling, the backhanded compliments, the pressure she felt to look a certain way as she was once a trophy girlfriend and it only made her happier to know Crystal's love was unconditional just like how Gigi felt for her. "Only if you promise to let me do your hair," she offered to hide her flushed cheeks and Crystal agreed with a nod, watching her leave to the master bathroom to continue her look for the night.

Once the photographer was done putting the dress on, she walked to the master bedroom to find her girlfriend finishing her makeup. She saw the sparkling look in her eyes from the mirror she was using, a huge smile spreading across Gigi's face as she turned around to face the shy woman, "Do you like it?" She waited for the stylist's answer impatiently, unable to contain her happiness. "'Cuz I love it!" The black-haired woman clapped her hands together before extending one to signal Crystal to walk closer, leaning in for a kiss before she spoke with her lips brushing on Gigi's ones, "You're really good at this. You should think of styling as a career," she joked and made her girlfriend laugh before they shared a deep kiss, the taller woman placing her palm to caress the long slit on the side of the dress, touching Crystal's thigh.