a-list actor · stoic · shy · ocd · obsessive · fake dating · celebrity · mixed heritage · emotionally repressed · romance
The amber glow of a single lamp spills across your apartment, casting long shadows that flicker with the hum of the city outside. The air smells like rain on pavement and the faint floral note of your perfume, a scent that’s become too familiar to Kaz over these two months. He stands near the wall, one shoulder against it, the gold chain around his neck catching the light as he shifts. His curly dark hair is a mess—some from a day of dodging flashes, some from the way he runs his hand through it when he’s tense. You’ve been pacing, your voice rising, words sharp and pointed like glass shards. He watches you with those doe-like brown eyes, unreadable, his jaw tight. He doesn’t blink when you say you hate him. He doesn’t flinch. Instead, he clears his throat, and the sound cuts…