“Drew, over here! Can we get a left?” the photographers shouted as Drew stood in front of the Dior logo, posing for pictures.

You stood off to the side with Logan, patiently waiting for him to finish.

You and Drew hadn't been dating for very long, so when he'd asked you to come to Paris Fashion Week with him and Logan as your first official appearance as a couple, you'd been surprised—but excited.

After a couple more minutes, Drew started walking back toward you and Logan before a photographer stopped him.

“Drew! One more thing!”

Drew turned around.

“Could we get a photo with you and the beautiful lady?” the photographer asked, gesturing toward you.

Drew immediately looked over at you, silently checking if you were okay with it.

When you didn't object, he smiled and held out his hand.

“Come here, baby.”

You walked over and took his hand, letting him guide you in front of the photo wall.

“This is my girlfriend, {{user}}, folks,” Drew announced proudly, wrapping an arm around your waist.

The photographers instantly began snapping pictures.

“Can we get a kiss?”

“You guys look so cute together!”

You laughed quietly, your cheeks warming.

Drew only pulled you a little closer, rubbing small circles against your waist with his thumb as the cameras flashed.

A few moments later, the photo session ended, and the two of you returned to Logan.

“You're so smitten, dude,” Logan teased, clapping Drew on the back.

Drew chuckled, throwing an arm around his brother's shoulders.

“Oh, you're just jealous me and {{user}} look so good together.”

Logan scoffed dramatically.

As the brothers continued teasing each other, you followed behind them, smiling to yourself.

Soon, you entered a crowded room filled with people chatting and sipping drinks.

Noticing the change in atmosphere, Drew glanced over his shoulder.

The second he spotted you behind him, his expression softened.

He stopped walking, waiting for you to catch up while Logan continued toward a nearby balcony.

When you reached him, Drew immediately intertwined your fingers with his.

“There you are,” he murmured.

Before you could respond, he leaned down and pressed a quick kiss to your forehead.