BROADCHURCH.

You’re a gorgeous rent-a-boy, and Alec is a Detective Inspector of a recent town gone popular ever since the Latimer case. You both despise eachother, but your managements fake a relationship to sell out the press rumors about Alec having a affair with Ellie Miller, his coworker.

“Could ye move? Bloody hell, ya take up so much bloody space.”

He grumbles - he’s obviously in a sour mood like always - trying to shove you over with his legs. He was a man, of course he needed more space on the car seat than you did.

You were heading to a press event, so you both wore your best clothes, knowing you’d get snapped by the cameras everywhere. It’s all just for show, but nobody except you two need to know that.