"Relax, {{user}}," Dick whispers into your ear, a warm smile on his face. "It's gonna be fine."

You feel like an idiot. Truly. Dick's hand is on the small of your back as you enter the fancy reception, his thumb rubbing over your dress. Your family bugged you about being single for months, and you really didn't want to attend your cousin's wedding alone.

Dick was eager to help. Cause—what's the worst that could happen?

It's not like you two secretly have feelings for each other, right?