the idea of after hours couple making a tik tok or on live doing more stuff with social media seems super adorable to me cause oc’s kinda camera shy
she is a camera shy bub, isn’t she? ☺️ thank you for this adorable idea! enjoy! 🖤
have a scenario for your favourite couples?
"I can't do it, I actually think it's worse with you watching me," you whined, dragging your feet as you stopped recording for the nth time, deleting the clip without even watching it.
"Come on, you're a dancer. This is a breeze for you, you just need to relax," Jungkook attempted to encourage you from his spot by the tripod on the floor.
You were alone on the top floor of an above ground parking lot, with no buildings towering over you. It was the perfect place, Jungkook had brought you to film and you couldn't make use of it. It was embarrassing. The doors to his week old Tesla were open wide with your song playing through the speakers but he paused it for you with his high-tech car key.
"Between you and the cameras I don't think I can."
It was truly nerve wracking for you to be in front of a camera, it just didn't feel natural but you'd observed Jungkook in front of one many times.
You, yourself, had only been in front of one twice; the stream with your, now, boyfriend two months ago and once last week when you'd come in to ask what he'd like for dinner and he'd invited you to say hello since his audience, supposedly, always asked about you.
"Look, teach it to me," he got up, leaving Minnie with her bone so he could join you.
"You want to learn the dance?" You quirked a brow.
"Sure, it looks fun, show me the steps," he told you, adjusting his beanie and pulling his mask to his chin. On his way, he pressed record on his camera which he insisted you used until you could save up for a decent one.
"Okay," you gave in, stepping to the side a little so there'd be room for Jungkook behind you.
You slowly tried talking him through the steps but Jungkook soon caught on to one of your bad habits: nervously glancing at the screen every minute.
"Come here," he pulled you closer mid-dance step, a pleasant chuckle leaving his lips. "I think you need some lovin' to help you relax," he smirked, nudging his nose against yours playfully.
"I do," you pouted, eyes puppy-like. You were chest to chest now and he brushed back the hair that fell into your face before stroking your cheek.
The kisses he gave you were sweet, filled with adoration, and they made your tummy tie in knots while you hugged and enjoyed each other’s close proximity.
You didn’t think of the camera watching you once while Jungkook was holding you, you typically forgot about most things happening around you when he was so close.
“Show me the steps,” he told you again, in a soft tone, before moving you away to about an arms length but you took a mother step back so there’d be room. “We start like this, right?”
“Yeah, just do whatever you like but you need to pose with your hands for each of the three beats., then clap low,” you instructed. “Then it’s three steps forward, hands around your head, two circles and do the same with each leg, then follow your right arm around doing waves until it’s right across then you go over your arm and touch your right shoulder with your fingers.”
It was a few steps, a decent portion of the dance you’d found to Bexey’s Eternal Flow but Jungkook had watched you practice a few times now and he probably had more of it down than he let on.
“Like this?” He asked, copying everything you’d told him to a tee with the aid of an imaginary beat. The song practically played on loop in your mind now, you loved it, but in the last week you’d heard it over a hundred times; you were sure of it.
Jungkook did indeed know more than he let on. He’d perfected the first few moves like he was a dancer himself and you were a little shocked, you’d never seen him dance before.
“Where’d you learn to move like that?” You asked in surprise and he cracked a smile.
“You know I got moves, baby,” he winked and your face bloomed red.
“Kook!” You warned, now feeling a little nervous that the camera had caught what he’d said before you lightly kicked his butt.
“We can cut it don’t worry,” he laughed, “come on. What’s next?”
You continued like that for a few more minutes, showing him enough steps to complete the chorus at the start of the song.
You were only doing that much, you were just trying out all kinds of content for now to find what you liked to do best; this week, your first for posting, was dance. Your audiences had been very eager to see your moves since you’d let them know it related to your previous line of work while doing a q&a on your Instagram almost a month ago.
“I think I got it, you ready to give it a try?” Jungkook asked, excitedly bouncing on the backs of his feet to keep his energy up.
“Yeah, we can go through it all together now,” you nodded, getting into place before you flipped your cap backwards to see better while Jungkook pressed play.
You began the dance with Jungkook but it was obvious to you immediately that now you were facing the camera again it was all you could look at, desperately trying to make out if you looked alright.
Jungkook chuckled again, pausing the song and making you stop abruptly.
“I just can’t stop looking at the screen, I look like an idiot,” you gave in, shoulders slumping while you stood in place.
“I think we need to get rid of this,” he concluded lightly, walking over to the camera so he could flip the little screen back round and out of view.
Now you had no idea what you looked like and it made your heart race. You weren’t sure why it meant so much to you, you’d never not been confident in your looks but with a camera lens pointed your way all of that confidence disappeared.
Jungkook returned to you after he was done and he caught you in a bear hug, chin on your shoulder while he lifted your face to look at the sloping hills of the city below. The sun was setting off in the distance over the ocean and it blasted you in a warm golden glow that was turning more and more red the lower it descended.
“Will you try something for me?” He asked and you nodded, ready to give any of his advice a go. “Look at the city while you dance, that’s all,” he instructed, softly kissing your neck before nuzzling into it.
“Okay,” you sighed. This was your last shot, the sun was almost gone and so would your lighting be so you needed to hurry.
“That’s my girl,” he praised you, kissing your cheek hard before stepping into his spot and pressing play again.
You did as he said this time, one part of your brain listened to the music and danced along while another kept you focused on the city you loved so much.
Sunset was always your favourite time of day, it just made the world so mesmerizing.
Before you knew it you were done and Jungkook ran at you at full speed, lifting you up and spinning you around in celebration.
“Told you, you could do it,” he beamed, kissing your lips lovingly before you hid in his neck.
“I did it?” You squeaked, you hadn’t looked at the camera once so you had no idea how you looked.
“You looked great, baby, that’s the one,” he insisted, pulling you over to the camera with a wide grin while you covered your eyes with your free hand.
When he reached the camera, he stopped the recording and detached it from the tripod so you could review the footage.
The clip started about an hour ago when you fumbled the first try together and he had pulled you close, he skipped passed the practice footage until he reached the point where he bear hugged you no more than five minutes ago.
Next was the actual dance. You still, somewhat, expected to hate how you looked but when he showed you the screen you were surprised by what you saw. "I can't do it, I actually think it's worse with you watching me," you whined, dragging your feet as you stopped recording for the nth time, deleting the clip without even watching it.
"Come on, you're a dancer. This is a breeze for you, you just need to relax," Jungkook attempted to encourage you from his spot by the tripod on the floor.
You were alone on the top floor of an above ground parking lot, with no buildings towering over you. It was the perfect place, Jungkook had brought you to film and you couldn't make use of it. It was embarrassing. The doors to his week old Tesla were open wide with your song playing through the speakers but he paused it for you with his high-tech car key.
"Between you and the cameras I don't think I can."
It was truly nerve wracking for you to be in front of a camera, it just didn't feel natural but you'd observed Jungkook in front of one many times.
You, yourself, had only been in front of one twice; the stream with your, now, boyfriend two months ago and once last week when you'd come in to ask what he'd like for dinner and he'd invited you to say hello since his audience, supposedly, always asked about you.
"Look, teach it to me," he got up, leaving Minnie with her bone so he could join you.
"You want to learn the dance?" You quirked a brow.
"Sure, it looks fun, show me the steps," he told you, adjusting his beanie and pulling his mask to his chin. On his way, he pressed record on his camera which he insisted you used until you could save up for a decent one.
"Okay," you gave in, stepping to the side a little so there'd be room for Jungkook behind you.
You slowly tried talking him through the steps but Jungkook soon caught on to one of your bad habits: nervously glancing at the screen every minute.
"Come here," he pulled you closer mid-dance step, a pleasant chuckle leaving his lips. "I think you need some lovin' to help you relax," he smirked, nudging his nose against yours playfully.
"I do," you pouted, eyes puppy-like. You were chest to chest now and he brushed back the hair that fell into your face before stroking your cheek.
The kisses he gave you were sweet, filled with adoration, and they made your tummy tie in knots while you hugged and enjoyed each other’s close proximity.
You didn’t think of the camera watching you once while Jungkook was holding you, you typically forgot about most things happening around you when he was so close.
“Show me the steps,” he told you again, in a soft tone, before moving you away to about an arms length but you took a mother step back so there’d be room. “We start like this, right?”
“Yeah, just do whatever you like but you need to pose with your hands for each of the three beats., then clap low,” you instructed. “Then it’s three steps forward, hands around your head, two circles and do the same with each leg, then follow your right arm around doing waves until it’s right across then you go over your arm and touch your right shoulder with your fingers.”
It was a few steps, a decent portion of the dance you’d found to Bexey’s Eternal Flow but Jungkook had watched you practice a few times now and he probably had more of it down than he let on.
“Like this?” He asked, copying everything you’d told him to a tee with the aid of an imaginary beat. The song practically played on loop in your mind now, you loved it, but in the last week you’d heard it over a hundred times; you were sure of it.
Jungkook did indeed know more than he let on. He’d perfected the first few moves like he was a dancer himself and you were a little shocked, you’d never seen him dance before.
“Where’d you learn to move like that?” You asked in surprise and he cracked a smile.
“You know I got moves, baby,” he winked and your face bloomed red.
“Kook!” You warned, now feeling a little nervous that the camera had caught what he’d said before you lightly kicked his butt.
“We can cut it don’t worry,” he laughed, “come on. What’s next?”
You continued like that for a few more minutes, showing him enough steps to complete the chorus at the start of the song.
You were only doing that much, you were just trying out all kinds of content for now to find what you liked to do best; this week, your first for posting, was dance. Your audiences had been very eager to see your moves since you’d let them know it related to your previous line of work while doing a q&a on your Instagram almost a month ago.
“I think I got it, you ready to give it a try?” Jungkook asked, excitedly bouncing on the backs of his feet to keep his energy up.
“Yeah, we can go through it all together now,” you nodded, getting into place before you flipped your cap backwards to see better while Jungkook pressed play.
You began the dance with Jungkook but it was obvious to you immediately that now you were facing the camera again it was all you could look at, desperately trying to make out if you looked alright.
Jungkook chuckled again, pausing the song and making you stop abruptly.
“I just can’t stop looking at the screen, I look like an idiot,” you gave in, shoulders slumping while you stood in place.
“I think we need to get rid of this,” he concluded lightly, walking over to the camera so he could flip the little screen back round and out of view.
Now you had no idea what you looked like and it made your heart race. You weren’t sure why it meant so much to you, you’d never not been confident in your looks but with a camera lens pointed your way all of that confidence disappeared.
Jungkook returned to you after he was done and he caught you in a bear hug, chin on your shoulder while he lifted your face to look at the sloping hills of the city below. The sun was setting off in the distance over the ocean and it blasted you in a warm golden glow that was turning more and more red the lower it descended.
“Will you try something for me?” He asked and you nodded, ready to give any of his advice a go. “Look at the city while you dance, that’s all,” he instructed, softly kissing your neck before nuzzling into it.
“Okay,” you sighed. This was your last shot, the sun was almost gone and so would your lighting be so you needed to hurry.
“That’s my girl,” he praised you, kissing your cheek hard before stepping into his spot and pressing play again.
You did as he said this time, one part of your brain listened to the music and danced along while another kept you focused on the city you loved so much.
Sunset was always your favourite time of day, it just made the world so mesmerizing.
Before you knew it you were done and Jungkook ran at you at full speed, lifting you up and spinning you around in celebration.
“Told you, you could do it,” he beamed, kissing your lips lovingly before you hid in his neck.
“I did it?” You squeaked, you hadn’t looked at the camera once so you had no idea how you looked.
“You looked great, baby, that’s the one,” he insisted, pulling you over to the camera with a wide grin while you covered your eyes with your free hand.
When he reached the camera, he stopped the recording and detached it from the tripod so you could review the footage.
The clip started about an hour ago when you fumbled the first try together and he had pulled you close, he skipped passed the practice footage until he reached the point where he bear hugged you no more than five minutes ago.
Next was the actual dance. You still, somewhat, expected to hate how you looked but when he showed you the screen you were surprised by what you saw.
No tense shoulders, stiff movements or self-conscious look in your eyes. You moved fluidly to the beat that you could just barely hear through the built-in speakers.
Your head was held high and looked confident where Jungkook had told you to focus on the view, and with the thoughts going through your head about it at the time, your lips had broken out into a natural smile.
“Holy shit, I did it, go back!” You shook his arm before he snaked it around you, moving you in front of his so you could both rewatch it.
“I knew you could do it baby, look how good you look,” he squeezed you tight, your stomach was all fluttery and you felt giddy all of a sudden.
Was this how it felt for everyone else who recorded themselves? A rush of adrenaline when you knew you got the perfect take. If so, you could get used to it since you were a bit of an adrenaline junkie.
“Thank you for helping me, I couldn’t have done it without you,” you mumbled bashfully, your head falling back into his chest to cuddle up to him a little closer.
“Anytime, it was fun,” he kissed your temple before turning off the camera and tapping your butt. “Let’s get moving though, I’m starved.”
“Me too. Pizza?” You asked with fluttering lashes while you packed up the tripod and collected Minnie.
“Sounds perfect,” he nodded, starting up the car before watching the built in screen to help him reverse out of the open space. He didn’t need to, but he was so excited about his new spaceship, which is what he affectionately called it. “We can get your video edited tonight and post it tomorrow, everyone’s going to be so excited,” he rambled.
It was sweet the way Jungkook wanted you to succeed so badly, he knew you had it in you and he was willing to be the person to help coax that confidence out of you.
“I’ll post those photos you took tonight then, right? Promote the video?”
It made sense, you had to sell yourself, basically, which was why Jungkook had insisted on spending some time before filming taking photos of you, both in his new car and out of it, so you could announce your first official video to your fans.
“Mmhm, I can’t wait to see what everyone says. They’ve been dying to see more of you and I’m so proud that you’re pushing yourself outside of your comfort zone, I know you’ll kill it online,” he praised you, his hand on your thigh giving you an encouraging squeeze.
No tense shoulders, stiff movements or self-conscious look in your eyes. You moved fluidly to the beat that you could just barely hear through the built-in speakers.
Your head was held high and looked confident where Jungkook had told you to focus on the view, and with the thoughts going through your head about it at the time, your lips had broken out into a natural smile.
“Holy shit, I did it, go back!” You shook his arm before he snaked it around you, moving you in front of his so you could both rewatch it.
“I knew you could do it baby, look how good you look,” he squeezed you tight, your stomach was all fluttery and you felt giddy all of a sudden.
Was this how it felt for everyone else who recorded themselves? A rush of adrenaline when you knew you got the perfect take. If so, you could get used to it since you were a bit of an adrenaline junkie.
“Thank you for helping me, I couldn’t have done it without you,” you mumbled bashfully, your head falling back into his chest to cuddle up to him a little closer.
“Anytime, it was fun,” he kissed your temple before turning off the camera and tapping your butt. “Let’s get moving though, I’m starved.”
“Me too. Pizza?” You asked with fluttering lashes while you packed up the tripod and collected Minnie.
“Sounds perfect,” he nodded, starting up the car before watching the built in screen to help him reverse out of the open space. He didn’t need to, but he was so excited about his new spaceship, which is what he affectionately called it. “We can get your video edited tonight and post it tomorrow, everyone’s going to be so excited,” he rambled.
It was sweet the way Jungkook wanted you to succeed so badly, he knew you had it in you and he was willing to be the person to help coax that confidence out of you.
“I’ll post those photos you took tonight then, right? Promote the video?”
It made sense, you had to sell yourself, basically, which was why Jungkook had insisted on spending some time before filming taking photos of you, both in his new car and out of it, so you could announce your first official video to your fans.
“Mmhm, I can’t wait to see what everyone says. They’ve been dying to see more of you and I’m so proud that you’re pushing yourself outside of your comfort zone, I know you’ll kill it online,” he praised you, his hand on your thigh giving you an encouraging squeeze.
