Hacked | Jaspar

~17~

••••JOES POV••••

My arm was lying gently on Caspar's chest that was steadily moving up and down. I had woken up before him, but chosen not to move due to how late we went to bed last night. We could barely keep our eyes open during the movie, we were just that tired. We watched The Fault In Our Stars and crashed about halfway through, which was near 10:00pm.

I moved my head to look over his shoulder because I was on the inside of the couch whereas he was on the outside, and saw my phone.

This would be a great picture opportunity. The Jaspar shippers would go mad.

Luckily, I was small enough to slip out from under his legs that, I just realized, were on top of mine. Trying to be as light as a feather, I leaned over him and grabbed my phone from the table. I turned it on and saw all the notifications that said that I had snapchats from fans and other ones that said I had a few missed calls and texts. I will return those later.

I slid up the screen to access the camera, and flipped the camera side to face us. I focused it, but never turned off the flash. Then I pressed the button. And let me say, that was the brightest the flash had ever been.

The second I saw the flash go off, I dropped my phone in surprise. Right onto Caspar's cheek, because I had the phone above us.

And I didn't get the picture. But I did get Caspar to wake up. He sat up immediately.

"What the hell, Joe? What was that for?"

"Caspar I'm really sorry I didn't mean for that to happen. I was taking a cute picture of you curled up in my arms and I dropped my--"

He cut me off with a smile and a laugh.

"Ok, then let's try it again."

"What?"

"The picture. I don't mind. It would be cute, you're right."

"Thanks, Casp."

He laid down again and snuggled into my chest, closer than before. He closed his eyes and relaxed his mouth to make it look like he was sleeping. It was pretty convincing. I wouldn't be surprised if he fell asleep again in the next ten seconds.

I picked up my phone that had fallen to his lap when he sat up, and held it up. Then I turned off the flash, and focused it again. I made the pouty-smirk face that I used in all pictures and selfies, because this was going on Instagram.

Click. Click. Click.

I took a few pictures to make sure that there was a a perfect one, and then sent it to Caspar. I knew he would want it. I edited it a bit, but not too much, then posted it into Instagram.

I went back into my camera roll, re-clicked on the selfie, and set it as my wallpaper. That way, I will smile every time I turn on and unlock my phone.

I then turned off my phone and snuggled near Caspar in the tight couch space that we were in, and wrapped my arms around his chest.

I fell asleep like that for another two hours.

~

"Caspy you want some breakfast?" I yelled. Caspar was still on the couch, resting, but I was up and in the kitchen about to make myself some tea.

"No but I'll come sit with you. Let's chat."

I knew that he meant that he just wanted to have our regular chats, videos, collabs, friends, the usual stuff. But I could never get the thought out of my head that there would be more. Like worse stuff. Like breaking up kind of stuff when we had our chats.