You're walking to work because your car decided to not to work today. Not that it bothers you too much, you like to walk around with music in your earphones.
What caught your interest is two men with big cameras around their necks, it wasn't surprising you live in Los Angeles after all. But what makes your blood boils is how they were harassing this young woman for some pictures.
The woman clearly didn't want to be taken in photos since she was hiding her face holding up a white cover in front of her. "Don't take photos of me, please"
"Come on Olsen just one this way." One of the men hollered. Something snapped in you and before you know it you're walking across the street taking your earphones off. "Hey, she said no leave the woman alone."
The two men didn't even bother to look at you but the woman did, her pleading eyes looking straight at you. You didn't know if she was pleading you to stop them or to not make a scene. Pictures were still being taken and the woman, that you recognize as Elizabeth Olsen now that you were close enough, was getting more and more uncomfortable.
Unfortunately for the guys, you're a professional photographer. So the first thing that comes into your mind is to take your camera out of its bag and point it at them. "Hey what are you doing!" One of them exclaimed exasperated.
"I don't know what are you doing? You don't like pictures of you being taken without your consent yet you're harassing this woman for the same." You explain falsely confused. Raising your camera again.
"It's Elizabeth Olsen." The other man mumnled as an explanation not sure of himself. You look at him with an unimpressed face. "And I'm Y/n Y/l/n who cares."
"Nobody cares about who you are, move along girl." The first man spat while the other man's face went white real quick. He nudges the first man in the ribs. "Man shut it's Y/n Y/l/n."
"And?" Idiot 1 asked not understanding his coworker. "Y/l/n as in Y/l/n's photography. She's a goddess in this world." Idiot 2 explained quickly fumbling with his camera.
"I'm really sorry miss Olsen and Y/l/n. I'll delete everything." Idiot 2 said with an awkward smile while idiot 1 just shrugged nonchalantly. "Where do you work?" You asked the first guy.
"Tmz." He answers simply. "Great you can find yourself a new job, I might suggest that you change completely of profession nobody is going to hire you anymore. As for you, I suggest that next time when someone says no it's no." You scolded the second man, he was young and still have a lot to learn you're not going to terminate his career for one mistake.
"Maybe you should go for anything but to be a paparazzi if you're talented..?" You trail off wanting to know his name to follow his work. "Jackson Miller Ma'am. I'm really sorry again."
"Okay now move along." You wave them off, Jackson pulling Idiot 1 behind him. You turn around to be met with deep black sunglasses looking at you. "So you're Y/n Y/l/n?" She raised an eyebrow in surprise.
"Look like I am. And you're my next client. Come on I heard the photographer doesn't like it when people are late." You said waving your hand to show the way to the studio. It makes her laugh openly but she quickly covers it with her hand. "All right then I wouldn't want to make them angry."
You started to walk together towards the studio your camera back in its bag. "I can go walk on the other sidewalk if you want? Act as if nothing happened." You joked gaining a small smile from the other woman.
"It's alright, let's not make it awkward." Elizabeth answered in a joking tone too. You walk silently for quite some time until she couldn't resist herself. "Why did you let the young man get away this easily?"
"Damn you wanted me to beat a kid?" You asked acting shocked. Her eyes open wide in surprise, with her lips in a tight smile. Her sunglasses are now on her hair. "No! That's not what I meant. Y/n!" Lizzie cut her act hitting your shoulder.
"Relax I was just teasing you, Lizzie." You chuckled lightly grabbing her wrist. Your hand slide to hers intertwining your fingers. "If you really want to know I was like him before your sisters took me under their wing. And I'm forever grateful because it brought me my business and most of all it brought me you." You pull her into you kissing her cheeks.
"You see yourself in him, something is telling me will see more of him in the future?" She asked swinging your hands together. You shrugged watching her skip around. "Maybe. Anyway, how was your night with your sisters?" You asked wanting to know how your girlfriend was.
"Fine but they gang up on me. And then they kick me out of my own house, you could've stayed you know?" You smile sweetly at her adorable pout, listening to every bit of her story. "I know but I wanted you to have one night alone with them. Now my car is broken but I got to be your white knight and save you from these paparazzi."
"You're always saving me." She kisses your cheek, this is the most affectionate you've ever been in public. When you finally arrive at your studio you run in front of her opening the door and bending down comically. "After you M'lady."
"Oh thank you, dear." Once inside you pull her into you. Your hand on her neck with your thumb stroking her cheeks softly while you lean down to kiss her sweetly. "That's a proper kiss."
"Dork." She mumbled leaning again to kiss you passionately this time. "Come on love let's go take some pictures." You pull away reluctantly, she groans in annoyance but knows she had to.
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I like how Lizzie and Y/n acted like they didn't know each other when in reality they've been together for quite some time.
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