it was an understatement that renee didnt like photoshoots. she hated them. she hated having to sit still for so long but anytime you, her girlfriend, came with her, it was a lot better

but today was an important day. she was finally being able to do the pictures for her upcoming album and she was surprisingly really really pumped about it and so were you

she was currently sitting on the couch, laying her head on the table and posing how she wanted everything, which was perfectly fine but for this album she wanted the pictures to look as if her shirt was off. it wasnt really off, it just looked like it in the pictures, she just had her shirt pulled down on her shoulders

you werent jealous or anything, you trusted renee, you were just feeling uneasy because one of the photographers who was there was being really weird and even tried convincing renee it would look better if she actually just took her shirt off all the way

after a few pictures, that photographer whose name was jackson, walked over to renee, resting his hand on her shoulder and smirkimg "how about you take a break renee, i can get everyone out of here for you" and as soon as you heard that, you immediately got really aware of what was going on, not liking how this guy was flirting with your girlfriend