request; since i cannot write for ted, feed me with photographer!reader x photographer!ted taking a trip for really good pictures and they share the pictures they took
about; silent pining, ted is hopelessly in love, photography, y/n is ted's muse, two idiots in love i guess, i didn't know if you wanted it to be platonic or not so i've done something i guess, i tried my hardest to stick to the prompt but i got a little carried away, nervous little dude
word count; 439
taglist; @phxntomsdusk, @pheliiaa @average-vibe (ask to be added)
"are you hopping in or what?"
this trip had been planned for weeks, and every single day, ted wanted the days to come faster. all he wanted was to take photos of you, and admire you, and call you his. all he needed was a few days spent with you and he will be the happiest man alive.
he immediately grabs your bags and places them in the backseat of the tacoma. it’s very odd behaviour for him.
a few hours later, you get to the airbnb where you'll both be staying for the small trip. he's already rushing inside, and claiming his room.
it’s 11 pm by this point, and you’ve both settled into bed, probably both on your phones, and on separate ends of the house. you were both like small, giddy children on the drive to the airbnb, and you both couldn't be more excited to spend a few days alone with each other.
there was a knock on your door, startling you.
"come in, ted," you groaned.
"hey... can i sleep in here? it's too hot in my room and the ac doesn't work," he stood in the doorway, not yet wanting to cross the line.
you held yourself back from joking and saying no, but you know ted can't sleep when it's hot, and it's not going to bother you.
"fine, c'mon," you pulled the sheets down on the other side of the bed, and he happily jumped in.
the end of the trip comes around, and you're trying to forget about how you woke up with ted's arms wrapped around you, and how happy he looked everytime you told him it was fine to sleep in your room. but you couldn't seem to let go.
"y/n." his voice broke you out of your trance, and he gestured towards your camera.
'you have to share photos, you dumbass...'
you grabbed your camera and flicked through the photos, showing ted the various images of the parks and lakes and birds and things of the like. when you finished, he looked nervous. worried, even.
"ted what's up?"
"click through them yourself..." he trailed off, mumbling something under his breath as he passed you his camera.
you flicked through each photo. the first day was filled with photos similar to the ones you took. the second day was of small buildings and places he thought looked cool. the third day was... you? all of the photos from the third day were entirely you.
"ted, what's this about-" you were cut off by a loud, quick voice.
"[Name], ever since I met you I knew that you would be very important to me. You have always been there for me, through thick and through thin. Spending my time with you, I realized something important about you. I love you. I'm always gonna love you."
