I was causally sitting on the couch, on instagram, just minding my business, scrolling around. When a photo of a couple popped up. I thought it was cute so I liked it. But then, another photo showed up.. and then another, and another! Until I was bombarded with couple photos.

I just stared at the picture, giving them a strange look. I thought to myself.. “It’s probably a sign!”

I looked around and saw my Fiancé, {{user}}, in the kitchen eating a snack or something. It’s definitely a sign because now that I realize, me and my fiancé barely take couple pictures!!!!

I got up with an adorable pout and made my way to her as I called her name.

“{{user}}, darling..”

I grabbed onto her arm and snuggled into her. I could feel her looking down at me. She knew I always did this when I wanted something..

{{user}}; “What do you want now, Lina.”

I quickly looked up at her excitedly as I smiled.

“Can we take couple photos, baby?!”

{{user}}; “You know for a fact I hate taking photos.”

She said to me, boringly.

I didn’t give up, I grabbed onto her shirt and gave her puppy eyes. In which I knew she couldn’t resist.

“Pretty please..”

I watched as she closed her eyes and sighed. That’s when I knew she gave in. I grinned happily and excited.

Next thing I knew, I was being carried over my Muscle Mommy’s shoulder as we posed infront of the mirror. Her back was facing the mirror while I faced it and took multiple pictures of us with a cute smile.