[ONE-SHOT] Photo Booth
Title: Photo Booth
Author: sherryarioka
Pairing: Morimoto Ryutaro/Fukuda Kanon
Rating: G
Warnings: All story in Kanon’s view
Summary: They met in the photo booth, they were rude towards each other...Ryutaro think she's un-mannered and stupid. She thinks he's a double person. But...Will love find it's way towards them?
Poster Made By Nicole at Vanilla Love! :)
“Eh? What’s this?” I peeked inside a curtain, seeing a boy smiling at the camera len.
Snap
“Who are you?” The boy frowned, turning at me.
Snap
“I don’t know! Why’s it snapping?” I screamed. My cheeks plucked up.
Snap
“Get out of the way, you no mannered girl! Stop wasting my photos!” The boy stuck his tongue out.
Snap
“My hair’s stuck!” I knit my eyebrows together, while pulling my hair away from his jacket’s zipper.
Snap
“I only have two photos left! Quick, take my jacket with you and get out of here!” The boy pushed me out. I fell on my butt.
Ugh, he’s really rough. He actually pushed me out of that stupid snapping machine. As I sat there, I heard two more snapping sounds and then it stopped. The boy walked out.
“Hey, are you okay?” He asked, extending a hand. His face was a bit surprised, but it changed back to a soft smile.
Wait, now he’s being nice to me after he pushed me out of that thing? What’s with his attitude?
“It’s all your fault my butt hurts.” I stood up on my own, holding onto my butt.
“My fault? You really don’t have brains do you? You barged into the photo booth while a person was inside! You wasted the person’s precious money and seven photos. Can’t you just say sorry?” He shook his head.
“I’ll say sorry if you say it first.” I crossed my arms; I didn’t get a thing he said.
“Me? So now it’s my entire fault? You no mannered girl!” He pushed me down again before picking up the photo from the photo printer and throwing it at me.
“What’s this?” I asked.
“The picture of teenage girl’s these days. Stubborn and stupid.” He walked away.
I stood up and patted myself, I walked the opposite direction and came home, exhausted.
I sat in front of my desk, examining the photo. There’s one of him smiling at the camera with my head in it. There’s another one with the boy frowning at me and me looking weirdly at the camera. There are also other ones with our funny actions. The last two was him smiling in the camera.
I smiled lightly. He’s pretty cute for a loud boy. But come to think of it, it was actually my fault. I didn’t mean to barge in, but it really was my first time seeing a photo booth machine.
“He didn’t tell me his name…” I muttered quietly. I placed the photo aside and picked up his jacket. It has his smell on it.
“Is this…love at first sight?” I dug my face into his jacket.
I didn’t feel myself fall asleep, but visions and dreams found me.
“Oi you, give me back my jacket tomorrow. I’ll meet you at the park at twelve. Don’t be late.” The boy from earlier told me.
“Why are you in my dreams?” I shouted.
“To ask for my jacket, why else?” He smiled. I feel myself blush; it’s my first time seeing him smile.
“You should smile more. You look cute.” I replied, covering my mouth after I found out what I said.
“Yeah, and you should learn to study more. Your brain is the size of peas.” He laughed.
I woke up with a knock on my window.
“Yes?” I opened it.
“Oi you, give me my jacket back.”
“Ah! Who are you?” I shouted in his face.
“It’s me…Who else? Now give me my jacket.” He rolled his eyes.
“Oh, the guy from my dream! But, I thought we’re supposed to meet at the park.” I said.
“Who told you that?” He said.
“You did.” I looked at him.
~~~
“Hahaha, so that’s why? You could have just told me.” He laughed, ruffling my hair. We’re at the park right now; he decided to give me a chance to speak.
“I couldn’t say…I have dyslexia, I can’t remember things easily that’s why I’m stupid, so please forgive me. And most of all, it’s embarrassing!” I rolled my eyes.
“Dyslexia…It makes it hard for you to spell stuff and concentrate on studying, you also have short tempered memory.” I looked down at my lap.
“Sorry for pushing you down. So…you actually forgot what a photo booth is?” He smiled.
“Stop teasing me!” I pouted.
“Let’s start all over.” He tilted my head up.
“How?”
“Nice to meet you, my name’s Morimoto Ryutaro and you are?” Ryutaro smiled at me.
“Fukuda Kanon.” I smiled.
“Just to let you know…I love it when you’re not yelling or being stupid.” He cupped my face in his hands.
“Hey!” I stared into his eyes.
“Because I fell in love with your smile just a moment ago.” He laughed and gave me a quick pat on the head.
“You love me?” I asked stupidly.
“Yeah. Not just a moment ago, but since the day we met in the photo booth. You see, I see you in my dreams whenever I’m troubled or frustrated, and you…my goddess would always help my find my way. And then, I finally got to met you. In the photo booth, my feelings were mixed up. That’s why I was a bit mean. But it’s all sorted. And I love you.” He confessed.
“A bit mean? You pushed me on the floor.” I teased. He pouted and looked down, mouthing “sorry.”
“Let’s take real photos together. I hope you don’t find me un-mannered.” I smiled picking up his hands.
“Sure and why would I?” He smiled.
“Because you said that teenage girl’s these days, so stubborn and stupid. Not to mention you called me un mannered.” I replied.
“That’s because my feelings were mixed, and I didn’t think it was actually you.” He laughed.
“So you’re really sweet in the end?” I looked up at him.
“You can say that.” He smiled and led me into the photo booth.
As the camera counted…
Five…
Four…
Three…
Two…
One…
He kissed me.
Snap!
-THE END-
Author: sherryarioka
Pairing: Morimoto Ryutaro/Fukuda Kanon
Rating: G
Warnings: All story in Kanon’s view
Summary: They met in the photo booth, they were rude towards each other...Ryutaro think she's un-mannered and stupid. She thinks he's a double person. But...Will love find it's way towards them?
Poster Made By Nicole at Vanilla Love! :)
“Eh? What’s this?” I peeked inside a curtain, seeing a boy smiling at the camera len.
Snap
“Who are you?” The boy frowned, turning at me.
Snap
“I don’t know! Why’s it snapping?” I screamed. My cheeks plucked up.
Snap
“Get out of the way, you no mannered girl! Stop wasting my photos!” The boy stuck his tongue out.
Snap
“My hair’s stuck!” I knit my eyebrows together, while pulling my hair away from his jacket’s zipper.
Snap
“I only have two photos left! Quick, take my jacket with you and get out of here!” The boy pushed me out. I fell on my butt.
Ugh, he’s really rough. He actually pushed me out of that stupid snapping machine. As I sat there, I heard two more snapping sounds and then it stopped. The boy walked out.
“Hey, are you okay?” He asked, extending a hand. His face was a bit surprised, but it changed back to a soft smile.
Wait, now he’s being nice to me after he pushed me out of that thing? What’s with his attitude?
“It’s all your fault my butt hurts.” I stood up on my own, holding onto my butt.
“My fault? You really don’t have brains do you? You barged into the photo booth while a person was inside! You wasted the person’s precious money and seven photos. Can’t you just say sorry?” He shook his head.
“I’ll say sorry if you say it first.” I crossed my arms; I didn’t get a thing he said.
“Me? So now it’s my entire fault? You no mannered girl!” He pushed me down again before picking up the photo from the photo printer and throwing it at me.
“What’s this?” I asked.
“The picture of teenage girl’s these days. Stubborn and stupid.” He walked away.
I stood up and patted myself, I walked the opposite direction and came home, exhausted.
I sat in front of my desk, examining the photo. There’s one of him smiling at the camera with my head in it. There’s another one with the boy frowning at me and me looking weirdly at the camera. There are also other ones with our funny actions. The last two was him smiling in the camera.
I smiled lightly. He’s pretty cute for a loud boy. But come to think of it, it was actually my fault. I didn’t mean to barge in, but it really was my first time seeing a photo booth machine.
“He didn’t tell me his name…” I muttered quietly. I placed the photo aside and picked up his jacket. It has his smell on it.
“Is this…love at first sight?” I dug my face into his jacket.
I didn’t feel myself fall asleep, but visions and dreams found me.
“Oi you, give me back my jacket tomorrow. I’ll meet you at the park at twelve. Don’t be late.” The boy from earlier told me.
“Why are you in my dreams?” I shouted.
“To ask for my jacket, why else?” He smiled. I feel myself blush; it’s my first time seeing him smile.
“You should smile more. You look cute.” I replied, covering my mouth after I found out what I said.
“Yeah, and you should learn to study more. Your brain is the size of peas.” He laughed.
I woke up with a knock on my window.
“Yes?” I opened it.
“Oi you, give me my jacket back.”
“Ah! Who are you?” I shouted in his face.
“It’s me…Who else? Now give me my jacket.” He rolled his eyes.
“Oh, the guy from my dream! But, I thought we’re supposed to meet at the park.” I said.
“Who told you that?” He said.
“You did.” I looked at him.
~~~
“Hahaha, so that’s why? You could have just told me.” He laughed, ruffling my hair. We’re at the park right now; he decided to give me a chance to speak.
“I couldn’t say…I have dyslexia, I can’t remember things easily that’s why I’m stupid, so please forgive me. And most of all, it’s embarrassing!” I rolled my eyes.
“Dyslexia…It makes it hard for you to spell stuff and concentrate on studying, you also have short tempered memory.” I looked down at my lap.
“Sorry for pushing you down. So…you actually forgot what a photo booth is?” He smiled.
“Stop teasing me!” I pouted.
“Let’s start all over.” He tilted my head up.
“How?”
“Nice to meet you, my name’s Morimoto Ryutaro and you are?” Ryutaro smiled at me.
“Fukuda Kanon.” I smiled.
“Just to let you know…I love it when you’re not yelling or being stupid.” He cupped my face in his hands.
“Hey!” I stared into his eyes.
“Because I fell in love with your smile just a moment ago.” He laughed and gave me a quick pat on the head.
“You love me?” I asked stupidly.
“Yeah. Not just a moment ago, but since the day we met in the photo booth. You see, I see you in my dreams whenever I’m troubled or frustrated, and you…my goddess would always help my find my way. And then, I finally got to met you. In the photo booth, my feelings were mixed up. That’s why I was a bit mean. But it’s all sorted. And I love you.” He confessed.
“A bit mean? You pushed me on the floor.” I teased. He pouted and looked down, mouthing “sorry.”
“Let’s take real photos together. I hope you don’t find me un-mannered.” I smiled picking up his hands.
“Sure and why would I?” He smiled.
“Because you said that teenage girl’s these days, so stubborn and stupid. Not to mention you called me un mannered.” I replied.
“That’s because my feelings were mixed, and I didn’t think it was actually you.” He laughed.
“So you’re really sweet in the end?” I looked up at him.
“You can say that.” He smiled and led me into the photo booth.
As the camera counted…
Five…
Four…
Three…
Two…
One…
He kissed me.
Snap!
-THE END-