*Steffani POV*
I glance to Matthew beside me as he starts walking the opposite direction of where Cameron and I are setup. He turns to give me a small smile before walking back to me. I raise my eyebrows at him as he stops in front of me, towering over me before leaning down towards me. My eyes grow wide as his face nears my own.
I close my eyes as I feel his lips on my cheek. I open them again to see him smiling, "See you later," He pauses before winking, "Babe." He grins as he turns to walk towards his and Mahogany's setup.
I feel my cheeks heat up like an oven ready to bake twenty cakes. I bring my gaze to the floor as a small smile sets on my lips. I turn around and start walking towards the setup for me and Cam. I reach our area, seeing a long table set up with merchandise- mostly of Cameron since I haven't actually made any merchandise other than a few wrist bands, beanies and bandanas.
I walk behind the table, smiling to a security guard as I do so. I glance behind me, seeing a large poster of Cameron and I. I raise my eyebrows at the photoshop skills. It actually looks like I took a photo with him. They stole a photo it looks like from a shoot I did just last month it seems- and Cameron probably took this photo not long ago as well.
I bring my gaze down to the merchandise, seeing a few shirts unfolded. I hear myself sigh as I start to fold them. Shouldn't these be more organized? I start to organize our merchandise more as I see more problems with the way this was set up. I let out a small sigh as I place my beanie's on top of each other.
I'm used to doing this kinda of stuff- I've kinda become a professional when it comes to cleaning up or organizing things. When I was living with my dad he was never home at all so I'd always do the house work- and that included taking care of his laundry as well.
Now that I own an apartment with Kole we both have tasks to do weekly and of course daily- so luckily some day when I wife someone I'll be set when it comes to knowing certain things, which includes cooking.
I nod to myself as I grab a chair and set it behind where my small corner of merchandise is. I sit down not a second later. I glance around, seeing hardly anyone it seems. Where are the friends? I say friends because I prefer using that over fans. I just don't like the sound of it- but shouldn't everyone be here? I bring my phone out of my pocket, unlocking my screen to see it's twenty past the time when the meet and greet should started.
I raise my gaze as Cameron starts walking towards me. I sit up straighter as a smile sets on his lips. I raise an eyebrow at him as he joins me behind the tables with the cocky grin, "What happened to you?" I raise both my eyebrows amused as he sits down in his chair happily.
He shrugs as he bites the bottom of his lip, "I met a really pretty girl."
We both turn our attention towards the doors as they burst open with multiple screaming girls and boys. I smile as we starts to get a line of people at our station. I smile at the boy in front of me as he smiles back at me, "What's your name?" I question as he grabs a black bandana from my side of the table.
He smiles to me, "Miroku. It's nice to finally meet you. I really enjoy watching your videos," He tilts his head as he nods.
I feel my cheeks redden automatically, "Well, thank you. It's nice to meet you as well."
"Can we take a photo together?" He nods hopefully.
I stand upright, "Yeah, of course." I smile as I walk around from behind the table.
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