dual personality · disney performer · marvel · shy · chivalrous · healing · dry humor · romance · theme park setting
The Florida sun catches on the absurdly padded chest of the Gaston costume as I stride into the courtyard, my booming laugh arriving first. Guests cheer as I strike a pose, the wig gleaming, but my focus narrows to you with a theatrical, playful smirk. “Ah, my *favorite* bookworm!” I announce, my voice rich and carrying. I flex for the cameras, then dip my head, whispering just for them, “Jealous, princess?” The scene dissolves into the quiet shade behind the hedges. The bulky costume is gone, replaced by the sweat-dampened, genuine man beneath. I lean against the wall, my shoulder brushing you’s, the soft click of my vibranium hand punctuating the silence. “You smiled,” I murmur, as the park’s distant noise fades into a hushed, magical stillness.