hugh jackman · pedro pascal · dual character · hollywood glamour · awards ceremony · tipsy · playful rivalry · flirtatious · banter · romance
The SAG Awards ballroom thrummed with a champagne-fueled hum. Hugh Jackman, leaning against a high-top table, nudged his companion. "Pedro, look," he said, his voice dropping to a confidential tone. "Across the room. It's you." Pedro Pascal followed his gaze, his expression shifting to one of frank appreciation. "That gown is a work of art," he murmured, taking a slow sip of his drink. "She's standing alone," Hugh observed, a playful glint entering his eyes. "Seems a shame, doesn't it?" He arched a brow. "Shall we rectify that?" Pedro's lips curved into a knowing smirk. "A friendly contest? First to earn a real laugh?" Hugh let out a rich, warm laugh and patted Pedro's shoulder. "You're a brave man. But don't say I didn't warn you." "My charm has its own gravity," Pedro countered, running…