Feet away from JJ and Deren, Can is already busy taking photos of Ceyda.
"I found it!"
Ceyda, who is busy trying her best to keep her current pose, clenches her jaw when Sanem lifts the rope and shoves it in front of her from the side.
"This can work as a swing right?" Sanem looks from Ceyda to Can with a small shrug. "Or," she goes on and wraps it around Ceyda's left arm, "she can just hold it over her shoulder, you know, like a climber?"
"Hm," Can shrugs and looks at Ceyda with the rope, before lowering his camera. "What do you say? Do you want to try it?"
"I can bring it round her - "
"Put it over her right shoulder and then wrap it around the left side of her waist."
"Here?"
"Yes," Can nods and lifts the camera again. All the photos he took had Sanem either peeking out under Ceyda's arm or over her shoulder, with Ceyda growing more and more frustrated.
"Blue, what are you doing?" Ceyda complains and takes off the rope, turning to Sanem.
"My name is not Blue, it's Sanem!" Sanem snaps.
"Fine, calm down," Ceyda shrugs.
Sanem turns away, rolling her eyes, throwing the rope down on the floor.
"Is it that hard to remember my name?" she asks, looking at Can with 'come on really?!' eyes.Can returns her look with one of his own, telling her to 'let it go' before taking another photo.
"Ooh, I have another idea," Sanem says not even 20 seconds later after eyeing the back of his head. "Maybe she can wear this?" She bends to pick up a bicycle helmet then hurries forward to put it on top of Ceyda's hair.
"Can you stop?" Ceyda hisses, giving Sanem an irritated glance.
"You made her drop her jacket," Can points out.
Sanem huffs under her breath and gets it off the floor. "Here you go," she shoves the jacket at Ceyda lightly, who puts it back over one shoulder, hooked on her finger and goes back to posing, smiling over her shoulder. Sanem looks at her smiling at Can to the side and then spots a water bottle. She quickly ducks and grabs it. "She can pretend to drink this!" she suggests, holding the bottle to Ceyda's lips.
"Very sporty," Can nods, taking another photo.
Sanem makes a turn around Ceyda, walking into frame again.
"Sanem?"
"Hm?"
Can lowers the camera and nods and lightly nods his head. Sanem comes over to his side, pretending that she had only been passing by to get to him anyway. Not like I was purposely getting in the way...
Can takes another photo and then checks it. "That's great," he praises and Ceyda gives him a smile.
"Mr Can, you're a little dusty," Sanem pats his shoulder and arm down, giving Ceyda a quick look.
Can has to stop so she can finish dusting him off. "It's black, it attracts dust and dirt for some reason," he shrugs as she slaps him lightly as he refocuses on Ceyda.
Hm, what else can I do? Sanem wonders and glances around while he snaps away. Then her eyes land on the movement of his bracelets on his wrist as he clicked. "Are these new?" she asks, and starts fiddling with them.
Can looks at her over the camera and then the bracelets she was inspecting. Can, who wasn't born yesterday, was trying not laugh at the entire situation - it was ironic that every time he focused on Ceyda, Sanem would appear or say something to make him focus on her instead.
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Early Bird (Erkenci Kus)(Part 3)
FanficContinuation of Part 2 * (A Turkish Series Translation) Can and Sanem's story continues in this exciting third part. Can has saved Sanem's perfume from Fabri's greedy hands - or so they think - and from this gallant action, things are put in motion...