Mark didn't like taking pictures. You had not a single picture of him in your gallery. You tried to convince him but he would never give in. That's when you got an idea.

You were in the bathroom brushing your hair when he came in. He wrapped his arms around your waist.

"Morning, love.." He mutters as he placed his cheek against you. You smiled looking in the mirrror. You quickly pulled out your phone but before you could even open your camera he buried his face in to your neck as he squeezed your waist a bit as he groaned

"I said, no taking pictures of me. You already knew the drill so don't try to convince me." He muttered before walking out the bathroom and going into the kitchen.