Imagine #42 (Ramin Karimloo)

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"You're looking very handsome," I commented as I admired Ramin's perfection. "I'm getting a lot of Phantom vibes from you right now."

He glanced down at me and smiled. 

"Why, thank you," he replied flirtatiously. "I figured a tuxedo would be a good choice for this photoshoot, and I can see it's already working for a certain Angel nearby."

I blushed wildly and distracted myself by brushing off his shoulders. 

"The ladies are going to love it," I winked. "They really won't be able to resist you now."

Ramin chuckled and slid his arm around my small waist. 

"It only matters to me if you can't resist my charm," he said while leaning his forehead on mine. "And I think I've succeeded in that."

He always made me giggle whenever he would get close enough so that our bodies were touching, and the playful gleam in his eyes sent my heart into a tizzy every time. 

"Hi," I said in a small voice, not knowing what else to say in front of him.

"Hello," he smiled. "How are you?"

"Good." 

I then hid my red face in his chest, which caused Ramin to laugh out loud in response. 

He leaned forward and kissed the top of my head gently, tickling my scalp with his beard. 

When I didn't immediately let go of him, he whispered, "I have to get ready for the photoshoot, love. You can hug me as long as you want after we're done here."

I shook my head stubbornly. 

"No."

"Ave," he smirked. "I promise I'll hold you for the rest of the night. You have my word."

"Fine," I huffed, pulling back to look at him. "You owe me some serious cuddling tonight, though."

"Deal," Ramin winked charmingly and pressed one last kiss on my forehead before walking away.

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