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As if it wasn't awkward enough that she had to work a lingerie shoot with her mom's young girlfriend, her mom was actually here! Like, did she want her daughter traumatized or something? Because that's where it was going. Especially with the way her mom kept looking at Y/n up and down. And- oh God, she licked her lips. Yea, so fucken awkward.
"Kendall, if you would get on the bed please. And Y/n, lay close to her. I want your head on Kendall's chest and your arm wrapped around her waist, and Kendall, I want yours arms wrapped around Y/n's waist." And it just gets even more awkward. Kendall walks over to the bed and lays down, Y/n getting close and laying her head on her girlfriend's daughter's chest.
"Great!" Flashes are going off, the photographer placing Kendall's hands in different positions, before having them scoot up, laying against the pillows and looking at each other with Kendall's hand running through Y/n's hair and Y/n's hand on her cheek.
"You ladies are perfect!" More flashes happen and soon they're changing position.
"Okay, how would you feel kissing each other." What? He's... he's kidding right? Y/n and Kendall stare at each other, silently asking if this guy was for real.
"You're kidding right? I'm dating her mom, who's literally over there, and as if these positions weren't awkward enough, you want us to kiss. I'm not kissing her. You're honestly lucky I'm sitting in her lap barely clothed is."
"And your make-up person must suck because I can see a hickey on her neck and it's making it fucken weird!" Y/n lets out a snort, and shakes her head.
"I burned myself with a curling iron this morning. I swear." Kendall raises her eyebrow, silently telling her she wasn't buying it. Y/n just laughed and held up her hands, shrugging.
"Fine, Y/n lay your head on her shoulder, and Kendall, gently rub her back."
"Ugh, I'm hungry.." Y/n mumbles, Kendall letting out a chuckle and gently patting her back.
"There, there. Maybe mom with buy you a salad."
Y/n lets out a laugh and pulls away. "Forget the salad, I want a fucken bacon burger and fries. Ooooh and a milkshake to dip them in. So good." Y/n stomach lets out a growl that causes Kendall to laugh as Y/n blushes.
"Ladies, please." Both Y/n and Kendall roll their eyes, and get back to doing what the photographer tells them too.
After hundreds of shots, they get redressed and both walk over to Kris. Kendall groans when the two kiss, Y/n smirking as she crosses her arms. "I mean, I can totally make out with her in front of you." Kendall glares at her, while Y/n laughs.
"You're an ass." Y/n gives her an innocent smile and soon all three are heading out for lunch, both Y/n and Kendall actually bonding over things that they have in common.
"Mom, please never come to a shoot with her, it was too weird." Y/n can't help but agree, nodding her head as she pops some fries into her mouth.
"Sadly, I didn't know you were gonna be there Kenny, but maybe it's a good thing." Kendall hears the tone in her voice and looks over at Y/n, sending her a glare.
"I hate you." Y/n lets out a laugh, before she goes back to eating.
But Kris was right. Thankfully Kendall was there, or Y/n would've came out with a few hickeys, flushing and blushing bright red, and she's pretty sure her daughter wouldn't want to see that. She's just glad Kendall has her own place, or she would've heard all the moan and groans later that night when Y/n wore that lingerie outfit for Kris.
