It was your wedding day at the reception, and your friends where starting the plan: mission get joel riled up.

You had a spicy photoshoot done and given your friends Polaroids to show him throughout the reception, and he just got the first one.

Joel cautiously takes the photo from the friend, peaking down at it and hurriedly shoving it in his pocket with a stern cough. He adjusts his suit pants and glances over at you “cmere” he mumbles, confused, and hot and bothered.