Thirteen - CHEEEEEEEEESE
SKIP TO LAST WEEK OF NOVEMBER. WHY? CAUSE I CAN'T THINK OF ANYTHING THAT COULD COME BEFORE THIS SO THIS IS THIRTEEN. (FYI You two celebrated Thanksgiving with your dad, who, believe it or not, actually likes Max. WOO HOO FOR MAX FOR PASSING THE DAD TEST!)
(Y/N) POV
"Everybody ready?" Felicity asks from behind her camera. "One... Two... YouTube!"
We all just smile and she flashed a few pictures of all of us. That was the group photo.
She smiled. "Perfect! Max and (Y/N)'s turn!"
"Oh, god." Max mutters. I elbow him.
Jin leaned into my ear. "Adam's gonna vlog this." He whispers. I just smirk at him and he walked over to where Adam was.
Alesa came up to me, gave me a hug goodbye, let me give Mason a hug, gave Adam a hug and a kiss goodbye, then left. She said Mason had a doctors appointment.
"Hey, Barney, where'd you put the lights?" I ask.
"Rights heres." He says, holding up two rolled up strands of rainbow lights. I took them from them and went to hand them to Felicity.
Max just slumped on the couch. "Let's just get this over with."
"You sure you're feeling alright?" I ask.
"I don't exactly feel comfortable with my own mother tying me up for a photo." He says.
"Well, do you want me to do it?" I ask.
"That doesn't exactly change the comfort zone, but whatever."
I shrug and sit down next to him on the couch with the lights. "How do you want him to sit?" I ask.
Felicity looked at him closely. "We'll do two."
Max's face turn red.
"Come here," we walked around the couch and stood in front of the tree. I ended up wrapping the lights around his entire upper body and was supposed to a little bit of a "lead" on the light strand and plugging the lights in. That and Felicity stuck a gift bow in his hair.
We took a picture of both us (I had the lead in my hand), which I'm surprised Max smiled for, then I had to hide the strand behind him and she stuck a piece of duct tape that said 'Do Not Open Til X-Mas' on his forehead. She snapped like 10 pictures of him. He smiled in two of them, then went back to his "Are we done now?" face.
I untied him and we moved to the couch. I fought with his hair to get the bow out since I didn't want to pull it. When I got it out, Ross took it and threw it away.
Now, Felicity wanted his hands tied together in front of him. I swear I have never seen Max's face so red.
So I did what she asked. I got half way through when she said, "tie his knees together, too."
For a second I thought Max had a tomato for a head. He was clearly embarrassed as it is. To be honest, this was little bit over the edge.
But I didn't argue. I used what was left of strand I used on his hands and wrapped it around his legs above his knees.
"Do we really have to vlog this?" Max asks, clearly annoyed.
"Well, yeah." Adam says. "I already told everybody your mom was taking special pictures of you and (Y/N)."
Max just groans and flops his head back
Jin plugged the end into an extension cord, and the lights turned on. He handed me my (F/C) Santa Hat, and I put it on.
"You two ready?" She asks.
"Wait!" Ross piped up. "I know a better spot for the duct tape." He got up, carefully pulled the piece off of Max's forehead, and put it across is mouth. "There. Perfect."
Max glared at him. I leaned back against the cushion and wrapped my hands around his left arm.
"Okay, ready? One... Two... Three..." She probably snapped 20 pictures of us. In five of them, she had me hold one of Max's hands. He squeezed my hand every time the camera flashed.
"Perfect! All done!" She started to pack up her camera.
I heard Max sigh slightly from under the tape. "Hey, hey Max. Max." Adam sat down on his right and point the camera at him. "You mad? You a Mad Max?"
"Mph-Mm." Max said something that was obviously muffled.
"What?"
"Adam, don't." I start.
"Okay, okay. Quick thumbnail, though." He stopped recording turned the camera around, and him and I smiled for it. Max didn't look amused.
I carefully pulled the duct tape off and untied him when Adam was done messing around. Max flopped back on the couch when he was free and buried his face in my shoulder with his eyes closed and a red face. I could tell he was really embarrassed.
I glanced at his wrists. There were red marks all across them.
Goshdammit! I did it too tight!
I grabbed his hand and squeezed it. He squeezed it back.
Felicity saw him after what seemed like forever. "What's wrong, Max?"
Max didn't say anything. "He's just tired." I fib. "He couldn't sleep very well last night."
"Oh." She just shrugs and packed up her camera stand.
Wow, lady. Wow.
"Well, it's been fun. Max, honey, I have to leave early. I promised your Aunt I'd meet her for lunch today. I should be back at the hotel at around 4 to gather my things." She kissed his cheek and rushed out the main entrance of the office.
"Oh, thank god." He murmurs.
I kiss his forehead and put my hand on his back. "It's only for a few more hours." I whisper.
-Time Skip For Max's Sake-
'Go easy on Max when you see SkyDoesThings vlog today guys. He's still really embarrassed about it. Don't exactly need him in a bad mood at dinner tonight.' was what I sent out on Twitter.
I guess Max was preparing for all of the comments, because he turned off all of the push notifications for Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Tumblr, Gmail and Zergid on his phone and tablet.
He did a pretty good job about not saying anything about the pictures at dinner. He acted like nothing happened.
We were at the airport in front of the entrance to security.
Felicity gave Max one last hug. Then gave me a hug. "It was really nice meeting you, (Y/N)."
"You too," we broke off and she smiled.
"I'll be sure to send you both all of the pictures." She says.
I give her a nervous smile. "We'll be waiting for them." So Max can have an early bonfire.
She gave Max a kiss on his cheek.
"Text me when you land." He said. She nods, they exchanged I love you's, and she rushed through security.
We stayed and watched her plane take off, and then we drove home in silence.
-Another Skip. For Max. The poor man-
"Ross, look." I whisper.
He leaned to look. Max was literally sound asleep on top of me. I could tell he was dreaming.
Ross just smirked. "He deserves it." He says, leaning back. "His mom was basically torturing him from what I could tell. I would've said no and walked out."
I rest my hand on his head, took out my phone and snapped a pictures (it was more like a selfie) with the flash off and posted it to Twitter and Instagram.
'Lol My tired baby 😆😘😜'
I was tempted to put 'My tired dork,' but I left it alone.
Alesa D. - Hey! Saw the vlog. How's Max feelin?
I sent her the picture.
Alesa D. - He looks peaceful. Lol That bad huh?
- OMG You should've seen him at dinner before we dropped his mom off at the airport. He didn't even want to BE there
Alesa D. - yeah He looked pretty embarrassed. Sorry I wasn't there to keep my husband from bein a jackass
- Meh. It's all good. I asked him about it earlier. He was more worried about getting the lights off than Adam pickin on him
Alesa D. - Yeah Adam came home and felt pretty bad when he was editing the clips. I'll let him know everything's fine
- ok. I feel pretty bad about actually doing it to him
Alesa D. - Do what?
- Tie him up with Christmas lights for a photo
Alesa D. - Why? His mom told U to do it
I gently grabbed one Max's hands, pulled down the sleeve, and snapped a picture of the marks. I sent it to her.
Alesa D. - Oh my
- I kinda did it too tight
Alesa D. - Did he say anything about it?
- I've told him I was sorry a thousand plus times. He says it's fine, but I still feel bad
Alesa D. - If he said it was okay, it should be okay. I mean, I've accidentally broken Adam's glasses once or twice, he said it was fine
- Ik. I remember the last time. But that didn't leave obvious red marks on Adam's wrists.
Alesa D. - It looks more like an imprint if you ask me. It should heal itself sometime today or tomorrow.
- I know
Alesa D. - 😕
I gently rub my fingers along his hair line on the back of his neck. I felt him relax.
I barely managed to take his necklace off of him and set it on the coffee table with one hand and without waking him up. What? I don't want him to choke himself.
After a while, I fell asleep with him on top of me.
And I was actually pretty comfortable.
WELL THAT WAS AWKWARD TO WRITE. Poor Max. 🙍😯😓😌😲😰😟 I wish there was a *hides* Emoji.
Which pic you think his mom is gonna use? The one with the tree in the background or the one where they were on the couch?
Hooooookay. I'm gonna go play Assassin's Creed to get rid of this chill I have. Idk why but for some combat games help.
This user tho ⏩theoriginalmonkey
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