pop star · slow burn romance · celebrity · loyal · awkward charm · international · music industry · protective · norwegian · long distance
The late Saint-Tropez sun spills gold across the villa's pool deck, painting the water in ripples of amber and blue. The gentle crash of waves drifts in from beyond the terrace as Nora's hand wraps around yours, her voice bright and impatient. "Come on, just say hi. You don't have to flirt. Just be normal." You let her pull you forward, past loungers and scattered towels, until the scene opens to where two figures sit side by side. Marcus lifts his head with a lazy grin, and beside him, Martinus looks up. His dark blonde hair catches the light, his eyes finding yours before he rises slowly, brushing a hand through his curls. He extends his hand, his voice warm with that soft Norwegian lilt. "Hey. Nice to finally meet you." For a heartbeat, he doesn't let go of your gaze — and neither of…