Lay~
'That's right! Keep it up, honey, just to the left a bit, a little more- Oh come on, don't frown; SMILE!' the photographer chirps at Sehun.
You giggle at his unamused poker face and reluctance to become an adorable cutie like Luhan, who is grinning and posing beside him with a fluffy Santa hat perched on his head. It's not like it makes a difference- you know Sehun's already lost his reputation for being the stoic expressionless dude ever since he did aegyo the first time on a variety show. (A/N: Not exactly true, but let's pretend it is~ After all, 'tis an IMAGINE :P)
'Now is not the time to be a sexy, frowning Santa's little helper. Smile! Smile~ Come on, smile! For me. Smile for Luhan. Smile for the miss standing on the side! Smile for the staff! Smile for your band members! SMILE YOU-'
'Thure, Mith,' Sehun says slowly, smirking.
'I SAID SMILE. NOT SMIRK.'
'Okay, fine, Straight Face, I've had enough of you,' the photographer says eventually, waving him away from the camera exasperatedly. 'Crisps, come here.'
'Miss, my name's Lay.'
'Okay, now go stand next to Cutie. AELINN!'
'OUI!' The stylist comes running in, tubes of random makeup stuff cradled in her arms. 'Oh. My. Gosh. I thought we were doing a girl group for photoshoot! So I have bright shades of lipstick and everything! Hang on, hang on, take a few shots first. CARA!'
'YES?' The clothing coordinator rushes in. 'What's wrong?!'
'His necktie thing-y is crooked, and I can't fix it.'
Cara sets to fiddling with Lay's red necktie thing-y while Aelinn rummages throught her bag for suitable makeup. And you just sit back and admire the EXO boys in the midst of a mad but hellishly fashionable rush.
'Okay that's perfect. Lemme take a few photos.'
The camera flashes once, twice, thrice. 'Great! Smile, Lay, show us your dimples.'
He glances over at you before redirecting his gaze to the camera, beaming widely. 'Awesome!'
Another few flashes. 'Break time guys!'
There's a collective sigh of relief and Lay runs towards you, picking you up bridal style.
'Wah put me down!' you shout. 'What the heck do you think you're doing?!'
Lay shakes his head cheekily and calls out to the photographer. 'Miss, can you please take a few photos of ___ and me?'
'Mhm. Sure. Cute couple ones, right? Go on.'
Lay drags a shy you in front of the camera, looping an arm around your waist. 'One, two, three, smile!'
You smile in delight and pose for the camera.
'Beautiful! Again!'
The two of you comply, making all sorts of ridiculous but very, very sweet poses. 'Wonderful! Much more cooperative than that Ugh Sehun.'
'His name is Oh Sehun,' Lay corrects with a straight face.
'Are you guyth teathing me about my name again?' Sehun whines, taking a huge gulp of bubble tea.
Where the heck did he even get that from?
'Uhh... of course not. Lays-'
'It's just Lay.'
'Oh. Oh. Okay. Lay, uh, I'll print out your photos.' The photographer pulls up your photos onto a screen connected to the camera and hits print.
And voila. A bunch of colourful photos come flying out of the printer, and the photographer manages to neatly catch all of them. Wow. She hands them to Lay, and you peer over his shoulder at them.
They're lovely. 'Thank you,' you breathe, giggling slightly at Lay's goofy expressions.
'Look,' Lay points out himself making a heart shape over your head, 'saranghae ___.'
You blush. 'Hah, uhm... nado saranghae... Is that even right?' You blink at Sehun cluelessly.
'Yeah I think-'
'You think...? Are you Korean or not?'
'I am!' Sehun says quickly. 'I am. I-'
'While you doubt your own nationality-.'
'I AM Korean!'
'Yeah point taken. Lay, I just wanted to say 我也爱你~' [A/N: Means I love you too~ At least, from what little of my shoddy Chinese I know XD]
'What...?'
'You're obviously not Chinese,' you deadpan, 'so please go and refine your Korean skills so that you can retain the fact that you are Korean.'
'Hey! You're jutht trying to get me out of here so you can thnog the lights out of Lay-'
The panelled lights on the ceiling flicker and go out.
'Well well, you haven't even thtarted and the lighth are already out.' Sehun remarks.
'I don't mind the dark,' you say casually, 'as long as I have Lay with me.'
'And so that I can safely kiss you without a certain maknae complaining,' Lay mutters as he pulls you closer.
'OH MY GOSH I'M SO SORRY DARLINGS, I COMPLETELY FORGOT THAT YOU GUYS WERE STILL IN HERE!!!' The lights flash back on and the photographer stares apologetically at the three of you.
'It'th okay, we weren't-' Sehun looks at the close proximity of you two. 'I mean, oh my god, what were you two doing jutht then?! THUHO OPPA-'
'You really aren't Korean, are you,' you say accusingly, jabbing a finger at Sehun, as he backs away towards the door. 'You just called Suho oppa.'
A deep blush stains his pale cheeks. 'I meant appa!'
'Yeah, sure.'
'THUHO APPA THEY'RE TORTURING ME!!! THEY'RE TEATHING ME. HELP, THOMEONE, HELP!!!' the maknae whines.
'I love Christmas this year,' you comment sarcastically, 'because there's this whining, inexorable, insufferable, high-pitched, untameable-'
'Alright, alright, calm down. I will heal your unhappiness... do you wanna sleep with me?'
'WHAT?!' Two disbelieving pairs of eyes pinpoint him.
'Hyung, did you jutht offer-'
'What...' Lay asks, lost. Then it dawns. 'OH. Nonono-'
'-I think noona ith dithappointed about that-'
'-let me explain! I meant we could cuddle... And I have stuffed unicorn toys... And perhaps we could've borrowed Luhan's Hello Kitty set...' Lay says sheepishly, trailing off.
'Oh.'
'Let's do that then!'
