"Jinyoung." Mark groaned, his nails digging into the other's clothed shoulder. "Oh my god, Jinyoung..."
"You're so pretty." Jinyoung mumbled into Mark's ear, his hands busy kneading Mark's bottom, fingertips digging into the plushness of the round globes.
"W-We barely got into the apartment..." Mark gasped as he felt Jinyoung's teeth nibble at his ear.
"Because I can't hold back. I've been waiting on you to get home for hours." Jinyoung replied, only briefly realizing he'd called his apartment home as if they both shared it. That sounded nice. He had to think about offering Mark the option to move in sometime.
"Can I at least get comfortable?" Mark asked, seeing that they were awkwardly slung against the couch, Mark's back bent over the armrest as Jinyoung nearly suffocated him with how close he was.
Mark barely had time to take off his jacket and put his work hat up before Jinyoung practically ambushed him at the entryway. They somehow stumbled their way to the couch and there they stayed for the past ten minutes making out in that awkward position.
"Sure." Jinyoung mumbled, obviously not wanting to pull away from Mark, but doing so anyway with the assumption that the elder's back hurt from being pressed so hard against the armrest.
Mark shimmied downward and took off his hoodie, exposing a white T-shirt underneath. Jinyoung momentarily thought that by 'getting comfortable' Mark had meant stripping naked, and he got a bit eager when Mark's T-shirt rode up and exposed the flawless skin underneath. He realized he was sadly mistaken when Mark tugged his T-shirt back down and slung his hoodie to the floor, feeling like a pervert for thinking that way in the first place. Mark sighed as he laid back down against the cushions, definitely in a better positon now that his back was flat along the couch.
Jinyoung thought the view was quite adorable.
"You mind if I take pictures?" He suddenly asked, the question catching Mark off guard.
"Of what?" Mark asked.
"You." Jinyoung replied with a shrug.
Mark blinked, sitting up a bit to rest his head on his elbow. "I-I mean, why?"
Jinyoung leaned in, his fingers caressing Mark's cheek that burned hot under his touch. "I love pictures of you, and I wanna capture you like this."
Mark swallowed audibly hard for some reason, probably due to how close Jinyoung was, before clearing his throat and tousling with his hair. "I-I need a sec to calm down..."
"No." Jinyoung quickly denied, standing up to go grab his camera and return before the rosy color of Mark's face faded. "No, I want a picture of you all flustered like that. Hold still."
Mark watched Jinyoung crouch onto his knee, pointing the lense right at him. Mark didn't know what to do with himself, he started nervously giggling for no apparent reason. "Jinyoung I'm embarrassed..."
"You're beautiful." Jinyoung immediately retorted. A flash of white flickered across Mark's face as Jinyoung pressed the capture button, a perfect still of the elder displaying briefly on the screen. "And mine."
Jinyoung took some more pictures despite Mark's complaints about feeling awkward and not knowing how to pose, he didn't really care. He liked capturing Mark in his most natural form anyway, and every good image of his lover was his most prized possession.
Jinyoung eventually had to sit down on the floor and just look through all of the pictures, loving literally every single one of them since they captured Mark in all of his glory. "They're perfect..."
Mark chuckled, hiding his face behind his hands, though he did peek a glance over Jinyoung's shoulder at a few of the photos he took. "Because you took them perfectly..."
Jinyoung shook his head, turning to face the elder. "No, because you're the perfect model."
Mark hummed as he gazed into Jinyoung's eyes, leaning in a bit closer as he fell further into the younger's gaze. "Because I'm free?"
"Because you're you." Jinyoung replied while peppering kisses all over Mark's giggling face.
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Pretty much gonna be fluff from now on
Because after all that angst and hurt we need our power couple to shine through
and be the cuties we love them as
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Fanfiction"Let me take a picture of you" "Make sure you get my good side" "All of you is your good side" - friend /frend/ noun 1. a person whom one knows and with whom one has a bond of mutual affection, typically exclusive of sexual or family relations. - 'F...