Juno fumbled with the camera her manager insisted her to use, glancing at the lenses to see if it were focused on where she would be sitting for the intro. "Five... four... three... two... hey guys! Yes I am the Juno and yes this is my... vlog?" Her face twisted in confusion at her words before she scrambled on all fours to the camera and whispered, "In all honesty guys, I've been talking to myself for years so now you guys give me a good reason to do it more often." She sat back in her spot, and then she carried the camera to the kitchen and set it up. "Okay, I'll have headphones in and I'll be cooking some lunch for when Dominic gets home. I'm terribly sorry for the singing." And she got to it, dancing and singing, slight curses from the fryer popping here and there. It was mesmerizing.
The front door slammed and before you know it, the blond beauty jogged into the spacious kitchen. His eyes landed on the girl who was dancing horrendously to the blasting music and anyone who saw this vlog could see how much love he kept for the curly haired diva. His whole posture changed as soon as he spotted her, the light glow of his face and love struck look in his eyes. It would have anyone in awe. An evil smirk crossed Dom's face as he realized she couldn't here him, until he noticed the camera. He looked from juno to the camera in confusion before slowly crouching onto the floor. While Juno sang, Dom crouched and watched her with amusement.
"Running my fingers through your hair I'm feeling
That your thoughts have left this earth
Is it worth it? Yes
Is it genuine? Can I love like this? Let me give you some reasons."
Before you know it, Dom's head pops up, then his whole body and screams echoes throughout the apartment that escaped Juno's lips. "Oh god I'm going to die and I haven't even eaten lunch yet!" Juno croaked out from the hold Dom had on her. He let her go and she turned away, glancing at him before smacking him with the spatula. "You scared the shit out of me!" Dom ignored it, leaning against the bar and taking a banana from the wrack. "What song were you singing?" He asked. Juno rolled her eyes, ignoring him and continuing to cook. "Come on, baby. It was a joke." She continued to ignore him.
"It was Orion's Belt." She mumbled after twenty minutes of silence.
"I love you." Dom whispered to Juno as she napped. She was laying half on him, half off, her face scrunched and she looked in such an uncomfortable laying position. Dom had set up the camera by their bed, continuing her vlog for her. (She had forgot about it about half way through lunch and had him carry on with it.) Within minutes Juno had woken, grumpily laying on her side of the bed and not even breathing in Dom's direction. "What's wrong, Juno?" He asked, being cautious of his choice in tone. She was quiet for a while before mousing out, "you ate my ice cream, didn't you?" Dom's eyes widened as his face grew a shade paler than usual. "No baby, it's not like that." He reasoned. Silence.
"How would you like it if I ate your protein things."
"Baby... you can't eat my protein shakes, you drink them."
"What if I ate your brownies, huh? Doesn't feel so great does it." With that Juno climbed out of bed, stomping her feet to the kitchen to see for herself if the ice cream was gone. "Dominic!" She shrieked, on camera, Doms face scrunched with regret before he grabbed the camera and headed to the kitchen. The flabbergasted girl sat on a barstool, head in hands, seeming to question all of Dominic's choices. "You–" she stopped. "You ate my French fries too?" Choosing to be silent in the situation answered Juno's question on whether Dom did it or not, leaving her hurt and betrayed.
