By the end of the day, spent leisurely hanging out in Kurt's apartment for the most part, Kurt was pretty sure that the clothing choice he made for both of them was anything but smart. His own yoga pants left little to the imagination and he'd run through the whole arsenal of "I could really go for a bath in ice cubes" thoughts. Luckily, Blaine had some of his clothes delivered so they could leave for lunch and it hit Kurt yet again that he was spending his time with someone famous, but the nerves soon faded in their laughter.

"So will you actually let people in here, or are you staging the darkroom on set?" Blaine enquired, his face bathed in the red light of the room.

"Oh," Kurt's eyes flew to Blaine's, "I didn't think of that."

"I'd suggest here, but that would mean someone else in your place. I mean, we're both meant to be in the photos, so it's not like we can do selfies for the whole shoot."

"No, we can't," Kurt was deep in thought, "I wonder if Isabelle would protest against getting a darkroom set. Or finding a suitable location that is not… well, mine."

"But now that you mention it…"

"What are you thinking?"

"Are you nearly done here?" Blaine queried and Kurt could see the gears in his mind spinning.

"We can go, these are OK to leave now and the light can come on."

They walked back into the apartment and Blaine seemed to be hesitating to voice the thought he had moments earlier.

"OK, spit it out," Kurt smirked, "you look like you're going to explode with ideas."

"Would you be opposed to me borrowing one of your cameras?"

"Why?" Kurt shot back automatically.

Blaine explained his idea and Kurt admitted it made sense within the theme of the shoot and handed one of his digital cameras to Blaine.

"I have zero idea how this works, though," Blaine pointed to the camera that was in his hands, "teach me?"

"Oh young grasshopper, let me show you the secrets," Kurt quipped and reveled in Blaine's responding laugh.

"You know you'll have to pose for me now, right?"

When the thought registered, Kurt grumbled.

"I didn't think that one through, obviously."

"Well, you've no other choice, Mr. Hummel. Do you need to go get refreshed? Clearly, you're already pretty enough so any improvements on that part are unnecessary."

"You're incorrigible," Kurt laughed and leaned in for a soft kiss, "Come on, then, do your worst."

"Is that how little you think of my photography skills?"

"I've seen nothing yet, I'll reserve the judgment for the photos themselves. Now… how do you want me?"

"Loaded question, that," Blaine quirked up his eyebrow and Kurt blushed as his words sunk in, "but for now, stay where you are."

"I should warn you, I'm really not good at posing," the mumble came as the camera pointed at Kurt's face, "maybe you should give me pointers, since you're basically a pro by now."

"OK, here's one," Blaine laughed, "someone told me this at the first BDA line shoot: 'Be yourself'."

"Right, fine, throw my own words into my face, sure."

"Well, it worked then, didn't it?"

Kurt grudgingly acknowledged that it did, then tried to relax against the bookshelf he was standing next to, all too aware of the lens and eyes focused on him.

"Smile, beautiful," Blaine said quietly and the first click of the shutter echoed through the room.