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[carlaloveslfc]

[p1z-d0n7jud6em3]

THINKING ABOUT…..

Itoshi Sae with an actress!reader who attends your movie and TV show premiers with. Obviously he's not a big fan of these huge social gathering events and all that, but he decides to go with you, and that shocks you. But his reasons are, one, he’s always wanted to see how a movie premiere is like that’s a lie, two, he just wants to be with you, and see how you act in these kinds of situations. So you shrug and let him come with you, not knowing how the night would go for him.

What he completely forgot is flying with you. “You bought tickets,” he asks, brow raised, seated on the couch in the open living room, and you nod, standing there. “Yeah, obviously, how else will I attend the premiere,” you ask, scoffing, and he sighs a long sigh. “It’s okay if you don’t want to come with me-,” “No, I’ll come with you,” he says, picking up his phone to text someone- probably his manger, as you stand there, wide eyed.

Now that you guys are in a hotel room in New York, you both get ready. You’ve selected your jewelry, your dress is there, sitting on the bed neatly, and you’re getting your skin prepped.

One thing Sae is confused about, is why the fuck do famous magazine reporters have to come in here just to see you get ready? Obviously he doesn’t show his face at all the entire time and that’s okay. “Why do they have to watch you get ready,” he asks, when now in the car, driving to the premiere with you, seated in the backseat next to you, hand in hand. Those goddamn cameras even followed you out of the hotel room and to the car when you and Sae walked out, causing him to walk faster as you follow his pace, hand in hand with him. He loves the silver, glittery dress you're wearing, the gold jewelry and how it clings to you just right. Makes his mind wander.

You chuckle and shrug. “That’s just how it is,” you say, voice a tiny bit strained and he notices. “That’s all you have to deal with,” he asks softly, resting his head against the headrest, and you nearly laugh. “Just wait until we get to the premiere.” Sae gulps a huge lump down his throat.

As soon as you both step out of the car, the pink-haired man nearly looks done. Noticing his eyes widen, you squeeze his hand, looking up at him. “You okay,” you ask, concerned, and he nods. Thank God. “Yeah, I’m okay, but I should be concerned about you. How do you deal with all this,” he says, as you both walk now, bodyguards surrounding you, fans screaming, phones out, recording you both. When your and the cast’s photos have to be taken outside the venue, Sae isn’t next to you, and he frowns slightly at that. Why do the other cast members get to stand and take photos with their partners and you don’t? He found it suspicious. He was also admiring you and your bravery the entire time, teal eyes raking over your form as you turned here and there for the photos.

Trying to ignore the fans screaming his name and all the other noise, he notices you gesturing for him to come stand next to you, and he does, walking up to you, an arm sliding around your waist as he squeezes a little, the clean, white fur you had worn on your arms and the thin, gold jewelry attached to the sides of your dress, brushing against his hand, and you smile. Obviously Sae doesn’t smile, so he settled for giving his model face to the cameras and of course, staring at you from time to time. Once that was done, everyone then entered the venue, and stepped onto the red carpet. Oh God. Sae felt like he could throw up. He glances at you to see how you’re doing, and of course, you’re chill, grinning and smiling sweetly at the cameras, cameras flashing everywhere. How are you not going blind at this point?

Glancing at him, your smile falters a little. “You okay,” you ask and he nods a little. Of course, you knew that pictures of you, way too close to Sae and whispering in his ear, will be everywhere tomorrow, or tonight, but who cares? “Focus on me,” you whisper softly, and he nods a little, gulping. He took a hidden, deep breath, and the first thing he smells is your perfume, and that grounds him a little. “Feeling good,” he mutters, and you nod smiling. He loved you too much, he didn’t think he deserved your kindness.

After you were done signing, giving autographs, and taking pictures with fans, all that’s left was the after party. Sae stayed in the bathroom for God knows how long, taking deep breaths, and checking to see if he’ll throw up or not. You waited for him, while talking to your cast mates and taking pictures with them, but you were growing worried. Once you were alone, you took an opportunity, and rushed to the male bathroom, stood in front of the door, and knocked. Sae immediately stepped out, catching you off guard.

“How are you,” you ask softly, doe eyes looking up at him as he sighs, nodding. “All better now,” he says, and you chuckle. “You shouldn’t have come with me,” you say grinning and he scoffs. “It wasn’t that bad…,” he trails off, looking away. “Want to get a drink with me,” you ask and he nods. “Do they have any non-alcoholic drinks here,” Sae asks, as he walks to the bar with you, your hands intertwined, feeling much, much better now.

One damn thing is for sure, he is NEVER coming to any of your movie premieres again, instead opting to watch you from the screen of his TV at home. But he still wants to come with you.

[exocc]

magically comes back

[connormccafferyhater]

ok y’all win one natty in the last 9 years and y’all don’t know how to act

[insane-and-crazyy]

IS THEIR WEDDING DAY YAHOOOO

[evvelor]

I am not made for traditional man 💔 made so many mistakes cuz I thought I could just undo 😭 also this scanned horribly but ok

[stuffpeoplesayinidv]

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