Beautiful When You Don't Try (Camren)

Chapter84

A/N: So, this is the last full chapter of the honeymoon. The next will be with them getting back and all that good stuff, then the time jump. With that being said, I know a few of you are disappointed that you're not getting a day to day of the next two weeks, so hopefully, this chapter will make up for it. (Sexytimes at the end so read at your own risk)

Like always, I want to thank you all for taking the time to read all my (converted) fics here on Wattpad and especially those of you who comment, and those of you who like every chapter. You all are absolutely amazing. Thank you. Enjoy.

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Camila smiled to herself and then bit her bottom lip between her teeth to keep herself from laughing. She tiptoed across the bedroom to the curtain drawn window and sat down against the wall under it, pulling her knees up to her chest and raising Lauren's camera to her face. The raven-haired was passed out in bed, her face mushed against the mattress, hair a tangled mess, left arm dangling off the bed, and the light linen sheets were barely covering her rear.

She snapped a few pictures and as if the shy beauty could sense the attention, she woke up. Camila kept taking the photos as Lauren pushed herself to her elbows and ran her left hand over her scrunched face, trying to wake up. Then she saw the camera. "Baby." She scolded gruffly before flipping over so her back was to Camila.

"Oh, you were so cute though. Can these go on your office wall?"

"No. My office. My wall. But only pictures of you."

Camila rolled her eyes and stood up. "Well, what if I want a place to put up pictures?"

"Too bad. The guest room is going to be the nursery."

"I have my sitting area though. I could put some up there."

"That's in a public place."

The brunette arched an eyebrow. "Our house is not a public place. But don't worry. I wouldn't embarrass you like that." She tried to calm her wife's nerves. "But they were still cute pictures that I will cherish for the rest of my life... from a hard drive."

"Karla Camila Cabello Estrabao-Jauregui,"

"Just Cabello- Jauregui."

Lauren smiled with her back still to Camila. She wanted to see if the brunette would correct her or not. "Camila Cabello- Jauregui."

"Yes?"

"Put. The camera. Down."

Camila pouted, sticking her bottom lip out. "B-b-b-but..."

"Oh my God," Lauren exclaimed, sitting up, but not in the frustrated tone Camila was expecting. Instead, it was a very light tone. "That was, like, the most adorable yet heartbreaking pout you have ever done." Camila smiled, snapping a picture as Lauren pulled the sheet up to cover herself. "But don't get in the habit of doing it."

"But if it works..." The brunette teased, standing up and bouncing around the bedroom, taking more pictures. "Work it, Lauren. Give me something new. Show me what you've got. I need a new pose." The raven-haired blushed and pulled her knees to her chest, hiding her face in her arms as she wrapped them around her legs. "You are so damn cute. Now you must learn to be sexy. What was it that you told me? You need to get in touch with your sexy side."

"I am in touch with my sexy side, just not in front of other eyes or a lense." She stated, lifting her head and pointing to the camera as Camila took another picture.

"Then how did you seduce that stripper in front of everyone?"

Lauren covered her face with her hand in embarrassment at the memory. "I was drunk for one. And it was also a bet."