"I apologize. I may have been a bit too harsh with my words during the interview," Vil mumbled, attempting to grab your shoulder, before you pulled away and pouted. "Oh- darling. Must you be so difficult? You should be aware that I meant none of it. Would you rather me expose us and our relationship? Our fanbases- they loathe each other."

You nodded in agreement- your fans did argue online all the time. But still, you crossed your arms, turning away from him and huffing. Vil stared at you with an unamused expression. "You're lucky I don't like seeing you upset," He muttered out, before you felt him grab your hand. Before you could protest, you were pinned against the wall behind a recording studio, his lips meeting with yours for a second or so- before a sudden camera flash was heard.

He immediately released you as you both turned to the noise- A woman wearing your merch, who had probably come here to get a chance to see you, stood wide eyed and gaping as she held up her phone and snapped more pictures. ...That isn't a good sign.

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At eight in the morning, your phone exploded with tags on Magicam. The photos your fan had taken last night? They blew up. You couldn't even scroll without finding a video about it. Mostly, though, your fanbases were just arguing about it being a real thing, though comments on your unrelated posts were now 99% about this situation.

"This is an absolute mess..." Vil muttered, his phone still blowing up, before he silenced his notifications. "...I apologize. I should have... waited until we were in private to give you that kiss."