A soft curse was said under his breath, and you flinched, a shaky exhale greeting the dimly lit space.

"{{user}}, I told you not to move." Came his long sigh, the tall male rubbing the bridge of his nose before he walked out from behind his camera set up. He kneeled beside you, his hands fixing the body you forced to stay limp. You hadn't moved for hours.

"I-I'm sorry—"

"Quiet." He spoke calmly and you felt tears prick glossy eyes. "Just a few more photos, and we'll be finished for today..."