Guys My Age ~ Christopher Velez

Hands Off

"If I could wear sweatpants during photoshoots, I'd enjoy it a lot more."

Zoe tugged on the waistband of her jeans, shifting from foot to foot. She'd sit down but then her pants constricted the baby bump even more. Her swollen feet ached from standing constantly, almost regretting saying yes to do this photoshoot. The boys had been requested for Galore Magazine and said yes, of course. Christopher had negotiated for Zoe to come on set, Joel doing the same for Jade, while the rest of the girls were out working. Somehow Zoe and Jade had ended up in the photoshoot instead of just watching like originally planned.

"Amor," Christopher motioned for her to come closer, swooping her into his arms when she was close enough. He did it with complete ease, having started working out more so that he could carry her while she was still pregnant. Zoe hung off the front of his body, one of his arm supporting her waist while the other continued to scroll through his phone. "Comfy?" He murmured, absentmindedly kissing her cheek. She nodded, breathing out a small sigh of instant relief. "Good,"

She wound her hands in the hair at the nape of his neck, knowing there would be hell to pay if she messed his hair up. Sure, he'd already finished his solo pictures but sometimes they wanted to redo them. Christopher let out a tiny exhale of contentment, her presence distracting him from his phone. He gave up and slipped the device back into his pocket, wrapping both arms around her. Zoe pressed a kiss to his jaw, enjoying the way he slowly rocked them back and forth.

"Gracias, mi vida. I know I'm not very light right now," Zoe chuckled nervously, Christopher scoffing in her ear. "It's true!" She exclaimed, pulling back to look him in the face. He gave her a look, basically telling her to 'shut the fuck up or I'll make you' with his eyes. The sassy side of her really wanted him to make her, but she knew it wouldn't go over well for her. So Zoe gave up, muttering under her breath. "Multa," Fine. Christopher smirked, one of his hands wandering down to quickly squeeze her ass.

"Ay, hands off!" Zabdiel shouted, having caught the interaction from his spot behind a camera. Christopher's eyes widened significantly, staring at his girlfriends angered brother. "Not in public," He growled, going back to taking photos. "Animales," Zabdiel muttered, ruffling his hair. Zoe giggled at Christopher's obvious fear, burying his face in her neck. "Christopher," He looked over at Zabdiel, confused as to why he was smirking. Zabdiel pointed to his ear, Christopher listening intensely before he heard Prince Royce's voice through the overhead speakers.

Then, Christopher heard Zoe harmonizing with him under her breath.

Erick, Richard, Joel, and Jade chuckled at the glare on Christopher's face that Zoe had yet to notice. "No me culpes a mí- What?" Zoe broke off mid lyric, taking in each facial expression of the people around her. "Why are you all looking at me like that?" She directed her question toward Christopher, who was still glaring. "Christopher quit pouting and talk to me!" Richard boomed with laughter, as did Zabdiel. "Oh Dios mío-"

"Think about who's song you're singing," Richard rescued her, Zoe's mouth forming an O. Then, it went into a knowing smirk. "Chico celoso," Jealous boy. Christopher grumbled incoherent sentences, Zoe grabbing ahold of his hand and tugging him into the dressing room. She closed the door behind them, leaning against it with her arms crossed over her chest. "Speak," Zoe ordered, knowing he was bursting at the seams with unsaid words.

"How did you know the words to his song?" Christopher mumbled, shifting from one foot to the other. Zoe sighed quietly, moving closer to him. She rests one of her hands on his chest, the other guiding him to look at her. "I just, ugh I'm pathetic," He whined, shutting his eyes so that he wouldn't have to look her in the face. She smiled softly, standing on her toes and kissing the tip of his nose tenderly. "Christopher, I love you, and only you. You and our little girl, you're it for me," Zoe cupped his cheek, knowing that he wouldn't be very happy when she told him this next fact.