"Move to the side a bit"

Johnathan instructed, shutting an eye and tilting his head to the side, chewing on his bottom lip as he watched you get in place. He glanced around quickly, making sure nobody was around. They were both out past curfew, and the park was always closed after 10:00, but you insisted on getting a photoshoot in the middle of the night, so here he was, taking pictures in the middle of the night, since he was the best photographer you knew.

"Alright, okay..." Johnathan muttered, nodding as he looked through the camera, crouching down to get a better angle of you, smiling. You looked stunning, all dressed up. It was funny in contrast to him, with baggy clothes and disheveled hair, like he had just rolled out of bed.

Johnathan flinched slightly at the flash, which seemed to light up the entire park, and the click of the lense echoed past the trees. He quickly stood up and jogged over to you, showing the picture he had just taken, but his eyes scanned the area once again, not wanting to get caught.

"Is that good enough?" He asked, noting your silence. Johnathan knew you would want more, but he was eager to get out of here and back in bed "Can we head back?"

It wasn't like him to be so scared of getting in trouble, but the hairs on his arms were sticking up, all of his senses on high alert. The air felt off, and he obviously did not want to be there anymore.