being a boyfriend came with its duties

being your boyfriend, especially, but there was nothing aaron wouldn't do for his partner

he and {{user}} had been dating for about a year when his family offered to bring you along on their usual vacation to alicante, spain

the days here were long and hot and the majority of the hours were spent either in the solace of the acclimated airbnb or at the crowded beach down 500 meters down the road

tonight, after having gotten home from an extravagant dinner with aaron's family, the two of you were taking a walk down to the beach to watch the sunset. but not only that; aaron had been given the boyfriend-y ask to be your personal photographer

it was true, you never got to see the sea and so why not take advantage of the mediterranean aesthetic of the city and take pretty pictures

plus, there was something in it for aaron, too; for his 18th birthday he'd been gifted a rather high quality camera and hadn't yet got the chance to test it out. what better way to do that than to snap shots of his beautiful lover amidst the waves

"you're like... so photogenic," he mumbled as he crouched in the shoreline, feet all marinated in warm, white sand, his black waves flowing around his face

with squinting eyes he peeked through his camera and nodded his hand a little towards the shimmering skyline of the city, "stand there, a little to the right," his voice low in focus, "stop, too far"

"such a model," he hummed while he took a quick break from snapping model-esque pictures of your beautiful frame against the purple sky and the turquoise waves crashing around you as you stood in the surf with soaked clothes, "this one's so good"

"you're so so gorgeous," he rambled, chewing on his lip, trying to come up with some new ways to pose or a way to shift the background to something different

"I feel honored to be your personal star photographer, amor"