Y/n and Charlize had been a couple for around 3 years when Charlize had met Michael Fasbender, Y/n being a fairly well known photographer.
Because of her fame, she was asked by W magazine to do Charlize and Michael's photoshoot for their magazine.
Of course, Y/n agreed. Y/n was good friends with Michael and obviously wanted to spend time with her woman.
What she didn't expect was to get so jealous of Michael during the shoot.
At the start, Y/n was fine taking the pictures and getting the two into position. But as it went on, she could feel herself getting very jealous.
As the shoot went on, Charlize could tell something was wrong with her girlfriend. But, she could always tell when to keep professional until she could get her alone.
Once the shoot was over, The South African woman walked up to the photographer. Taking her hand, she led Y/n to a quiet corner.
"Y/n? What's wrong honey?"
Y/n huffed, looking away and crossed her arms.
"It's nothing. It's stupid"
Charlize frowned, placing her gloved hands onto the woman's shoulders.
"Look at me, what's wrong?"
The girl slowly looked at the blonde, angry and embarrassed tears in her eyes.
This worried the blonde more.
"I couldn't help but get jealous.. I didn't like how he was touching you.."
Charlize's eyes filled with love. Her heart warming.
"Oh you silly girl.. you don't need to feel jealous.. I'm yours, ok?"
Y/n nodded softly, annoyed at herself.
Charlize lifted the girl's face. "I love you, you silly girl. And you only"