Picture This
Pairing: JB/Jr
Rating: R
Word Count: 1k
Summary: five short drabbles centered around jaebum taking pictures of jinyoung
a/n: this is just mindless self-indulgent fluff idek
“Smile for the camera!”
Jinyoung looks up from where he’s seated on the couch, nestled in the cushions with a book in his hands, to see Jaebum pointing a camera at his face. Startled, he turns his head, raising his book to cover his face, but by then it’s too late. The flash goes off and the shutter clicks and when Jaebum lowers his arms there’s a grin to rival the sun stretched across his lips.
Jinyoung whines. “I wasn’t ready.”
“That’s the point,” Jaebum chuckles, dropping down on to the couch next to him. “It’s called candid camera for a reason.”
Jinyoung frowns, scooting closer, peering over the elder’s shoulder as he scrolls through the pictures on his camera. “Let me see,” he says.
Jaebum turns the camera so they can both see the display and continues tabbing through his recently taken photos. When it lands on the one of Jinyoung, his nose crinkled and arms in the middle of trying to block his face, he shrieks and reaches for the camera. But Jaebum is too quick, forcing Jinyoung back with a hand to his chest while holding the camera out at arm’s length, away from the younger’s clawing grasp.
“Jaebum!” Jinyoung whines, still reaching for the camera. “Delete that!”
Jaebum chuckles. “Why?”
“Because I look gross!”
“You look fine.”
“Delete it.”
“Make me.”
Jinyoung drops his arm and narrows his eyes, lips pursed in a thin line and Jaebum’s smile instantly vanishes.
“Oh shit,” he says, getting up from the couch, Jinyoung close at his heels, filling their apartment with laughter and high pitched screams.
+
There’s a skip in Jinyoung’s step as he walks down the gravel lined path of the park, arms outstretched and basking in the warmth of the afternoon sun. It’s the first time in weeks they’ve had decent weather, the weeks before plagued with rain and cloudy skies, so Jinyoung is thrilled to finally get out of the house, stretch his legs and revel in the first signs of spring.
Behind him, Jaebum is snapping photos, of budding flowers, green trees, and mostly, Jinyoung.
Jinyoung laughs as he turns to face him, putting his hand over the lens of his camera. “You’re supposed to take pictures for your portfolio!” he chides.
Jaebum smiles. “I’m supposed to take pictures of what catches my eye.” He leans forward, bringing their lips together. “You’re the prettiest thing here.”
Jinyoung blushes, shoving him away. “God you’re so cheesy.”
“But you love it,” Jaebum says, wrapping a hand around his waist.
Jinyoung buries his face in the crook of Jaebum’s neck and thinks, yeah, I do.
+
“Fuck Jinyoung!” Jaebum cries, fingers twisting tightly in the sheets, eyes screwed shut as he comes in hot, sticky ropes down Jinyoung’s throat.
Jinyoung pulls off and looks up at him with a slight smile, eyes hooded, breath ragged, drool and cum collecting at his chin, and Jaebum doesn’t think he’s seen anything so sexy. He can’t resist so he reaches over to the nightstand for his phone and takes a picture, capturing the moment.
Jinyoung whines, swatting his hand away. “Jaebum!”
Jaebum laughs, pulling him up to lay next to him. “What?”
“Why’d you take that?” Jinyoung pouts.
Jaebum grins, wriggling his eyebrows. “Future jerk off material.”
Jinyoung scoffs and smacks his chest. “You better not send that out!”
“I won’t!” Jaebum chuckles, pulling Jinyoung closer to his side. “I promise.”
Jinyoung frowns but lays his head on the elder’s chest, letting him lace their fingers together. “It’s for your eyes only,” he warns, fixing Jaebum with a stern look.
Jaebum smiles and presses a kiss to his knuckles. “My eyes only.”
+
Jinyoung wakes up one morning to the inconspicuous click of Jaebum’s camera. He opens his eyes, blinking away the foggy haze, and sure enough Jaebum is at the foot of the bed, looking like paparazzi with his camera held to his face.
Jinyoung thinks he’s going to stop now that he’s been caught red handed, but it only seems to embolden him, the shutter clicking wildly as he climbs onto the bed.
Jinyoung yelps, pulling the covers over his face. “Jaebum! Stop it!”
Jaebum coos. “Don’t be shy. The camera loves you.”
“I mean it Jaebum,” Jinyoung whines, burying his face in his pillow. “Go away. I haven’t even brushed my teeth yet.”
“I don’t care,” Jaebum chuckles, pulling the covers from Jinyoung’s face. He brushes their noses together, kissing him sweetly, and smiles. “You always look beautiful to me.”
Jinyoung wrinkles his nose, unimpressed. “Isn’t taking pictures of people while they’re sleeping something stalkers do?”
Jaebum frowns. “This is probably a bad time to tell you about the shrine in my closet.”
Jinyoung laughs. “A shrine?”
“I also saved this tissue you used once. I was gonna perform some African voodoo on it to make you love me.”
“Gross! You perv!” Jinyoung shrieks, squirming from his gasp.
But Jaebum pulls him back, nosing at his neck. “I can’t help it. You drive me crazy.”
Jinyoung giggles and tries to push him away but it only ends with Jaebum holding him tighter, peppering kisses across his neck and shoulder while Jinyoung tries to pretend he doesn’t love every minute of it.
+
“Say cheese!” Jaebum says as he wraps an arm around Jinyoung, arm outstretched to take a selfie of them with his phone. The simulated sound of the shutter goes off and Jaebum goes to his camera roll, reviewing the result.
Jinyoung makes a noise of complaint. “I don’t like that one. Take another.”
“Why?” Jaebum chuckles. “I like it.”
“Take another,” Jinyoung insists. “Please.” He’s got those puppy dog eyes and juvenile pout and Jaebum is powerless to say no.
“Fine,” he says, raising his phone. “Ready?” He smiles, getting into position, thumb hovering over the shutter button as he counts down. “1…2…”
And on three Jinyoung turns his head and kisses him on the cheek.
Jaebum laughs. “What was that for?”
“Nothing,” Jinyoung answers with a smile, giggling as he knocks their foreheads together. “I love you.”
Jaebum leans forward the rest of the way and kisses him softly. “I love you too.”
Rating: R
Word Count: 1k
Summary: five short drabbles centered around jaebum taking pictures of jinyoung
a/n: this is just mindless self-indulgent fluff idek
“Smile for the camera!”
Jinyoung looks up from where he’s seated on the couch, nestled in the cushions with a book in his hands, to see Jaebum pointing a camera at his face. Startled, he turns his head, raising his book to cover his face, but by then it’s too late. The flash goes off and the shutter clicks and when Jaebum lowers his arms there’s a grin to rival the sun stretched across his lips.
Jinyoung whines. “I wasn’t ready.”
“That’s the point,” Jaebum chuckles, dropping down on to the couch next to him. “It’s called candid camera for a reason.”
Jinyoung frowns, scooting closer, peering over the elder’s shoulder as he scrolls through the pictures on his camera. “Let me see,” he says.
Jaebum turns the camera so they can both see the display and continues tabbing through his recently taken photos. When it lands on the one of Jinyoung, his nose crinkled and arms in the middle of trying to block his face, he shrieks and reaches for the camera. But Jaebum is too quick, forcing Jinyoung back with a hand to his chest while holding the camera out at arm’s length, away from the younger’s clawing grasp.
“Jaebum!” Jinyoung whines, still reaching for the camera. “Delete that!”
Jaebum chuckles. “Why?”
“Because I look gross!”
“You look fine.”
“Delete it.”
“Make me.”
Jinyoung drops his arm and narrows his eyes, lips pursed in a thin line and Jaebum’s smile instantly vanishes.
“Oh shit,” he says, getting up from the couch, Jinyoung close at his heels, filling their apartment with laughter and high pitched screams.
+
There’s a skip in Jinyoung’s step as he walks down the gravel lined path of the park, arms outstretched and basking in the warmth of the afternoon sun. It’s the first time in weeks they’ve had decent weather, the weeks before plagued with rain and cloudy skies, so Jinyoung is thrilled to finally get out of the house, stretch his legs and revel in the first signs of spring.
Behind him, Jaebum is snapping photos, of budding flowers, green trees, and mostly, Jinyoung.
Jinyoung laughs as he turns to face him, putting his hand over the lens of his camera. “You’re supposed to take pictures for your portfolio!” he chides.
Jaebum smiles. “I’m supposed to take pictures of what catches my eye.” He leans forward, bringing their lips together. “You’re the prettiest thing here.”
Jinyoung blushes, shoving him away. “God you’re so cheesy.”
“But you love it,” Jaebum says, wrapping a hand around his waist.
Jinyoung buries his face in the crook of Jaebum’s neck and thinks, yeah, I do.
+
“Fuck Jinyoung!” Jaebum cries, fingers twisting tightly in the sheets, eyes screwed shut as he comes in hot, sticky ropes down Jinyoung’s throat.
Jinyoung pulls off and looks up at him with a slight smile, eyes hooded, breath ragged, drool and cum collecting at his chin, and Jaebum doesn’t think he’s seen anything so sexy. He can’t resist so he reaches over to the nightstand for his phone and takes a picture, capturing the moment.
Jinyoung whines, swatting his hand away. “Jaebum!”
Jaebum laughs, pulling him up to lay next to him. “What?”
“Why’d you take that?” Jinyoung pouts.
Jaebum grins, wriggling his eyebrows. “Future jerk off material.”
Jinyoung scoffs and smacks his chest. “You better not send that out!”
“I won’t!” Jaebum chuckles, pulling Jinyoung closer to his side. “I promise.”
Jinyoung frowns but lays his head on the elder’s chest, letting him lace their fingers together. “It’s for your eyes only,” he warns, fixing Jaebum with a stern look.
Jaebum smiles and presses a kiss to his knuckles. “My eyes only.”
+
Jinyoung wakes up one morning to the inconspicuous click of Jaebum’s camera. He opens his eyes, blinking away the foggy haze, and sure enough Jaebum is at the foot of the bed, looking like paparazzi with his camera held to his face.
Jinyoung thinks he’s going to stop now that he’s been caught red handed, but it only seems to embolden him, the shutter clicking wildly as he climbs onto the bed.
Jinyoung yelps, pulling the covers over his face. “Jaebum! Stop it!”
Jaebum coos. “Don’t be shy. The camera loves you.”
“I mean it Jaebum,” Jinyoung whines, burying his face in his pillow. “Go away. I haven’t even brushed my teeth yet.”
“I don’t care,” Jaebum chuckles, pulling the covers from Jinyoung’s face. He brushes their noses together, kissing him sweetly, and smiles. “You always look beautiful to me.”
Jinyoung wrinkles his nose, unimpressed. “Isn’t taking pictures of people while they’re sleeping something stalkers do?”
Jaebum frowns. “This is probably a bad time to tell you about the shrine in my closet.”
Jinyoung laughs. “A shrine?”
“I also saved this tissue you used once. I was gonna perform some African voodoo on it to make you love me.”
“Gross! You perv!” Jinyoung shrieks, squirming from his gasp.
But Jaebum pulls him back, nosing at his neck. “I can’t help it. You drive me crazy.”
Jinyoung giggles and tries to push him away but it only ends with Jaebum holding him tighter, peppering kisses across his neck and shoulder while Jinyoung tries to pretend he doesn’t love every minute of it.
+
“Say cheese!” Jaebum says as he wraps an arm around Jinyoung, arm outstretched to take a selfie of them with his phone. The simulated sound of the shutter goes off and Jaebum goes to his camera roll, reviewing the result.
Jinyoung makes a noise of complaint. “I don’t like that one. Take another.”
“Why?” Jaebum chuckles. “I like it.”
“Take another,” Jinyoung insists. “Please.” He’s got those puppy dog eyes and juvenile pout and Jaebum is powerless to say no.
“Fine,” he says, raising his phone. “Ready?” He smiles, getting into position, thumb hovering over the shutter button as he counts down. “1…2…”
And on three Jinyoung turns his head and kisses him on the cheek.
Jaebum laughs. “What was that for?”
“Nothing,” Jinyoung answers with a smile, giggling as he knocks their foreheads together. “I love you.”
Jaebum leans forward the rest of the way and kisses him softly. “I love you too.”