#maddoxcm

how is it humanly possible that maddox can’t take a bad photo? is he a robot? he just points and clicks and takes something that’s so breathtaking, i’m not even sure if he means to all the time...maybe he’s just testing an angle and bam, i wish i could be like that. he’s speical.

“it’s pretty common but i’m still a sucker for babe other than that i like sweetheart and darling.”

Answered here! ❤

fallon didn’t why she agreed to this bet with maddox in the first place, she should of known that even though she picked the most boring spot she could think of that he’d be able to somehow turn it into an amazing photo. he always did. the brunette wanted to give him a challenge to test his skills, she had confidence in her to prove her wrong and — well that’s what he did. she let out a laugh as she placed her hand on his neck, “you won fair and square.” she knew she set herself up to fail, maybe subconsciously she was just trying to get a kiss out of this situation but ultimately the terms of this bet were his idea. fallon pressed her lips to his, smiling against them for a moment before softly kissing him. 

“maddox? yeah of course i know him.” fallon said with a laugh. “you should see that boy with his camera, he gets so lost in the world around him and can find a beautiful location seemingly out of no where. i don’t know how he does it.” she smiled as she thought about the boy, it was late, the party had been going on for a few hours and the brunette had past sober a while ago but still she was happy to go on about maddox. “seriously, he’s great. he’ll always be down to go on an adventure with me and not care where i’m taking him as long as i allow him to take as many photos as he wants. he’s a great adventure companion — speaking of...where is maddox?” 

“You’re gonna ask me about Maddox now, aren’t ya?” Jack was rightfully plastered- it would be the only time you’d actually be able to get something out of him for once. His voice slurred as he started to speak, “What can I say? That man’s got an ass that could turn any man-” Jack paused, what? “Not that I’m- okay, yeah, look- we only did a couple times but he just knows what he’s doing and...” Jack pressed a frustrated hand to his face, “I don’t know what’s going on. We have fun together, that’s all. How could we not? He’s a city boy that has fun with cameras and shit, I’m quite literally the opposite. How could the sex not be good?” Jack’s eyes widened, “Oh, you wanted to know how I felt about him as a person, ah. And here I thought you wanted to know who topped and who bottomed.” He raised a glass in an invisible ‘cheers’ motion, “Maddox is nice- seriously, he’s a good guy. We don’t talk much, don’t think there’s much time for it. He seems like he’s a pretty independent guy, though. Seems like he knows what he wants from life, knows a good party, always has something nice to say about everything he sees. Speaking of-” Jack glanced down at his phone, happy to now have it back in hand after returning back to Chicago. His eyes widened at the picture attachment, “Will you excuse me? I’ve- uh- I’ve gotta take care of something.”