the reverberation of the shutter goes off once —·twice more, and joohyun knows what had been done. sehun has, once again, managed to capture more photographs of her. she has this sudden impulse to shout at him, to express her fervent aggravation and embarrassment towards those·considerably harmless, yet incredibly annoying ministrations of his. however, the temptation is resisted when she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. joohyun tells herself to take a step back and calm down, to put herself in his position and assimilate the situation at hand. if she were a photographer, she’d want to wander around and take snapshots of everything around her. this includes people. perhaps she had overreacted, and for that, she feels apologetic for having snapped at him.·
her attention returns him, however, ·and she simply stares at him. no words, no sound, just silence. her thoughts date back to when they were children. sehun would attach photographs along with the letters he had sent her, and each were breathtakingly beautiful. to have been gifted ·with such talent at a young age, one could almost say she’s envious of him. joohyun wished she could’ve explored her interests as a child, though given her past circumstances, that just wasn’t an option to choose from.·“next time,” she eventually speaks up, voice calm and level despite earlier’s·irritation,·“please tell me that you’d like to take photographs beforehand. it’s embarrassing to be caught off guard. what if i don’t look presentable in that photos you’ve taken? you’ll never let me live that down, i know you.”
the warmth layered over her hand leaves once she steps behind him, palms pressed against both his shoulder blades as she pushes him forward whilst walking. they’ve been standing in the middle of the sidewalk for well over two minutes now,·and joohyun didn’t want to stand between pedestrians and their desired destinations. it’d be inconsiderate and rude.·“when we find someplace to rest, i’d like to see what you’ve taken. not just of me, though, but of other things, too.”
more often than not, it’s joohyun’s scowl that gets featured in his unending collection of her pictures. it’s almost like a peculiar tradition, an odd trend in photographs, where the album always starts off with candid shots of her unaware oblivion then spirals off into a series of side-glares and sneers. the occasional stop, eye-close, and deep breath is taken account of (but only occasionally because sehun is sure joohyun will rip his head off one day from the constant disregard of her warnings — he likes to believe they would love each other even if that were to happen).
that silent stare! there it is! oh, how he would kill (love? what was the proper phrase for that again?) to press down on the shutter. he has an abundance of seemingly angry bae joohyun’s in his iphoto arsenal — so large of an army that an entire external hard drive could be dedicated just for that alone — but one more couldn’t hurt. but, alas, he knows that look means business, and he’d like to keep his head on for the time being.
“you say that like you have no idea who i am. i’d never release a bad bae photo into the real world. that’s for my own collection.” and his own collection he certainly had. of course, her face never really came out horribly: eyes half-closed from blinks caught off guard, mouth slightly left ajar from transitioning in between words, form blurred from turning away far too quickly. he holds his other hand up, palm facing her with fingertips stuck together and reaching for the sky, “i’ll promise for now. scout’s honor.” both of them know it’s in vain when sehun’s never been in the boy scouts.
his feet fall into a rhythmic motion as she pushes from the back, voice projecting out in front of him. sehun likes to shoot from the hip, a tip he’s learned from the works of mark cohen to eric kim and the like. his art center teacher encouraged the street photography tidbit to the extent of creating an assignment focused on it (a quick mental side note for oh sehun: purchase more disposable film cameras and re-do the assignment). it’s also one of the easier ways to get quick snapshots of his friend.
“it’s mostly been you today, if i’m perfectly honest.”
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