Translation of Love

37

"I don't know what to do," I whisper to Taeyoung.

"Pretend it's just us."

"But it's so loud."

"Pretend it's us at a club," he laughs.

"Now, the clothes are street-style casual which means we don't need to be over the top here. Just act as a couple, which you are, so no excuses." Taeho begins taking photos, adjusting the camera settings.

"Where do I stand?"

Taeyoung's hands hold onto my arms, and he moves me so that I'm in front of him.

"Put your hands in my pockets, lean against me."

I do as he says, reaching back to put my hands in the pockets of his trousers. I shuffle my feet in front of me a bit and lean against him. His strong torso gives me the comfort I need.

"Now just look at the camera like it's Eunji," he leans down to whisper this in my ear.

This causes me to laugh.

"Nice! I like this couple shot," Taeho praises us, despite us not even starting yet.

The photo shoot ends up being fun, surprisingly. This is mostly because of Taeyoung's comments and efforts to loosen me up. The constant changing of clothes is something I'm not a fan of though, especially since we have to change in the same room. I have to pry Taeyoung's hands off me every time.

This time we wear baggy clothes and Taeho asks us to be cute. Apparently, I'm a natural at this part.

"Taeyoung! Loosen up. I know you're not used to this kind of concept, but your girlfriend is killing it."

I put my hands on his cheeks and squish his face. I begin laughing at his irritation as he purses his lips. I let go and he brings me into a back hug, his head leaning down on my shoulder like he often does with me.

"Perfect!"

Eventually, for the last outfits, they bring out a couch as a prop. The concept this time is more serious, and cool. Of course, Taeyoung kills this while I have a hard time.

"Taeyoung, lie down and put your head on her lap."

He does so, and my cheeks begin to heat up. Because I don't know what to do, I run my fingers through his deep silver-dyed hair and look down at him instead of at the camera. He looks at the camera, a sexy, mature expression on his face. He looks gorgeous, and it becomes very easy to get lost staring at his features.

He groans, which is something only I can hear.

"Sohee, you know what moving your fingernails on my scalp does to me."

"Don't."

"Don't what?"

"Don't get all sexy on me here with twenty people watching."

He smirks and Taeho praises him for the expression.

"Change positions! Be sexy!"