“No, lemme see - I wanna see it!”

You pry the camera out of Steve’s hands, clutching it. You admire the camera, careful not to smear any fingerprints across the lens. You giggle as he grumbles, trying to grab the camera back. "Your parents really shelled out this year, Stevie."

Steve snatches the camera back, putting the lens cap back on. "It was the only thing I asked for. It came with a deck to record tapes, too. Been holding it over my head all week."

Your eyes widen, knowing how expensive those can get. "Damn. You're going to have a hell of a time repaying them."

Steve shrugs. "Eh. I'll just record my baby cousin's christening next week and they'll drop it."

You sit down on his bed cross-legged, playing with the frills on the hem of your white socks. "Did you really only invite me over to show me your new camera?"

Steve grins, setting the camera down on his desk. "That...and I wanted to ask you something."

You tilt your head in confusion, a soft smile on your face as you admire him. "Yeah?"

Steve pushes on your shoulders, laying you down on your back. He crawls on top of you, pressing his hips into yours. "Yeah. I was thinking...how would you feel if we made a home movie together? Hmm?" He brushes some hair out of your face.