“Why do you have the video camera out, babe?” Michael walked into our shared bedroom, looking between me and the camera which was set up in front of me.
I was sitting at my desk, with makeup and hair supplies laid out in front of me, “I wanted to make a youtube video,” I shrugged. “A bunch of people kept asking how I do my hair and makeup so I thought it would be cool to show them like this. Watch out, I’ll be internet famous before you know it.”
He laughed a little in amusement, “aw that’s sweet, can I help?”
I turned to him with a serious face, “no, you would ruin it.”
He stepped a bit closer. “Can I watch?” Michael put on a super cute puppy dog face, pouting his bottom lip out.
There was no way I could say no to that face. “I guess if you really want…”
For the most part, I tried not to pay much attention to Michael who kept making weird faces in the background. By the end he was losing interest and I looked over at him while he was sitting in the corner on his phone, probably playing flappy bird like usual.
"Baby, I’m bored," he whined.
"You said you wanted to watch," groaning while straightening my last piece of hair and flipping it over my shoulder.
His tall frame got up, making his way closer to me. “I have an idea,” he said in a serious tone.
"Oh, you do?" I raised my eyebrows. I was praying this didn’t mean another trip to the video game shop.
"Yeah." He set his phone down without saying anything more.
I sat at the desk, motionless. Each movement he made, I watched.
He made his way over to the camera that was set up in front of me, which was still recording, “does this thing have a good battery life?” He held it in his small hands, examining it.
"I guess," not really sure what else I should say.
"So we can keep it on?" It was still pretty difficult seeing where he was going with this but knowing Michael, I knew it wouldn’t be good.
"I don’t see why not.. but it might not have a lot of memory left in it."
"10 minutes?"
"Probably."
"Perfect." He smirked at me before taking the tripod and moving it to the corner of the room. It took him a couple of seconds to make sure it was facing the bed and was still on.
"Mikey…" I trailed off.
His bottom lip made its way under his teeth and he winked at me. “C’mere baby girl. It’ll be okay, I promise. Do this for me.”
