(V x MC) Prompt: V broke his camera.

The charger light was green.

Taking the battery and inserting it in his professional camera, V tried pressing the on button again. However, like in his previous attempts, the camera stayed dead, proving that low battery wasn't the problem.

V sighed. He'd thought he'd been careful enough with his bag, but it seemed that somewhere between leaving their house in Korea and arriving in the hotel in Brazil, something had happened to his camera.

"Is it really broken?" MC asked, coming out of the bathroom. After hours on the plane, the first thing she'd said she wanted when they arrived at the hotel was a shower, so V had sat on their bed and tried to get his camera to work while he waited.

"I'm afraid so."

"I can't believe it!"

"It's okay", V said, putting the camera aside so he could pull MC to his lap. "I can always buy a new one when we get back."

"Do you want to change our plans for tomorrow?" MC asked, her brows furrowed with worry. "We can go look for a store, I'm sure there must be someth-"

V couldn't help but smile as he cut MC off with a soft kiss. It was endearing, the way she fussed over the smallest thing if she thought he was upset about it - even though most of the time he actually wasn't. If he let her keep talking, she'd soon be a mess of nerves, so it'd be better to stop her rant before it began.

Not that it was an easy thing to do, as he was very well used to.

"But V," she continued, as soon as he leaned back, "You were so excited about taking photos! You said it yourself, Brazil has the most beautiful views, and without your camera-"

While MC talked, V slowly took out his phone from his pocket, unlocking it and clicking the camera icon. Then, before MC could realize what was happening, he raised the phone and, with a snap, took a picture of her.

She was speechless for a moment, looking at V with a confused expression that quickly turned to amusement as she tried to snatch the phone from his hands.

"V! I was talking, I probably have a weird face!"

V laughed, extending his arm back as far as he could to keep the phone out of reach. They struggled like that for a few moments, until a tired MC slumped back in his lap, pouting as she crossed her arms.

"Humpf. Why'd you do that?"

"Because," V said, using his free hand to tuck a loose strand of hair behind MC's ear. "This isn't a work trip. It's a trip for us. And I don't need a professional camera," he showed her the phone, where the picture he'd just taken was on display. It didn't look bad. "When I have the most beautiful view right here, in front of me."

MC smiled, and V couldn't care less that his camera was broken.

Her happiness burned into his retina like the most beautiful photograph.