# YOU SAID YOU LIKE MY HAIR , SO GO AHEAD AND TOUCH IT ( 🪽 )
𝓢ʏᴘɴᴏꜱɪꜱ ۶ৎ : max mayfield x fem!reader . my first max fic !! basically yall are going to the photo booth and yall were kissing ( this might be corny ) .
𝓘𝓝 ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ۶ৎ : a lot of kisses ; so much fluff
The carnival lights flickered bright and wild all around you, but inside the cramped photo booth, it was just you and Max. The small space smelled like a mix of popcorn, old vinyl, and something faintly like her shampoo — clean, with a hint of vanilla.
You both squeezed onto the bench, shoulders touching, knees knocking together as the camera beeped, counting down the seconds.
“Smile!” Max whispered, trying to hold it together while your nervous laughter bubbled up between you. The flash went off, freezing your goofy grins in a tiny frame of time.
The booth gave a soft ding, and the first photo strip began printing out.
Max pulled you closer, her fingers brushing your cheek, eyes sparkling like the neon lights outside. “Wanna try something?” Before you could say yes, she leaned in slowly, giving you just enough time to catch your breath.
Your lips met hers — soft, shy, and just a little electric, like the world outside paused to watch.
The camera clicked again, catching the moment in two quick flashes. Your hands tangled in her hair, hers resting gently on your waist as you both melted into the closeness. When the strip slid out, you both peeked at it, cheeks flushed and hearts racing.
Four little photos of you two: smiling, laughing, the shy kiss, and then a goofy face pulled together in perfect imperfect harmony.
Max grinned, holding the strip up like a trophy. “Best souvenir ever.” You smiled back, already knowing you wanted to fill your whole life with moments just like this.
dear diary. ughhh max is sooo fine . ya guys ik i used sadie as the pic but irdc cus they both fine . who should i do next ??
tags. uhm none rn except @allthingsalondraaa
