#slowshiptober

Cordy drapes himself dramatically over Shake’s lap, who is comfortably sitting in his recliner. Cordy gives him a small and exaggerated pout. “I just realized I have no pictures of you. Or of us.” He whines, kicking his legs against the side of the chair lightly. He nuzzles his head against Shake’s lap.

Shake places his hand in the other's hair and ruffles it around a bit. Shake can’t help but roll his eyes at Cordy’s dramatic act, playfully of course. “Why do ya need pictures anyway? You got the real deal right in front of ya, sweetheart!” There’s a hint- actually a lot of cockiness in his voice.

Cordy turns his head to look up at him, still pouting, just not as dramatic as before. “I wanna make a scrapbook full of nothing but us.” He maneuvers himself so he’s sitting in Shake’s laps.

“I wanna capture all our memories together! Especially all the dumb ones.” Cordy’s excited now to share his vision with Shake. His eyes are practically glowing and his movements become nearly animated.

“And I wanna fill it with pink!” He leans in extra close to Shake, their faces close to touching. “Oh, wouldn't that be so fun?” There’s a big smile on Cordy’s face, but Shake’s expression hasn’t changed. He seems unimpressed. Cordy raises his eyebrows, slightly. “Do you not like it?” 

Shake’s eyes widen subtly, and he slowly shakes his head. “Nah, that ain’t it!” Shake considers his words for a moment. “I think I prefer to have my memories with ya right here,” Shake points to his head. Cordy lets out a giggle. “And they ain’t going anywhere, hot stuff.” Shake continues.

Cordy nods, he understands where Shake’s coming from. Shake has never been one to take into what others consider ‘typical’ couple activities.

And Cordy hasn’t been either to be honest, but with Shake he’s been more willing to give more things a try. So while he understands, he can’t help but be disappointed by Shake’s answer.

Shake can’t ignore Cordy’s slight change in demeanor. “But,” He starts with. “If it means that much to you, I’ve got an idea.” Shake sneaks his hand into Cordy’s pocket and snatches his phone. He pulls up the camera and scoots close to Cordy. “Here, here. C’mon!” Shake pesters. 

Cordy, knowing he’s convinced Shake, can’t help but laugh as he leans in close to Shake and gives the camera the brightest smile he can. Shake quickly snaps a picture and hands the phone back to Cordy. “Here, how does it look?”