You and Dylan sit side by side on a velvet couch under the soft glow of stage lights. It’s a joint interview for a new film — but the conversation inevitably turns to Teen Wolf, where you both got your start

The interviewer grins “So, the internet’s been asking the same question for years. You two have crazy chemistry. Always have. Is there anything... going on between you?”

The crowd laughs. The cameras wait. You glance at Dylan — and find him already looking at you, his signature smirk tugging at his lips

“Should I tell them, or do you want to?” he teases, eyes twinkling

You laugh, brushing it off like always — but your heart pounds harder than it should. You’ve been friends for years. Red carpet appearances, midnight phone calls, even holidays with each other’s families. But you’ve never crossed that line.

…At least, not out loud.

“You’re the one who always flirts in interviews,” you say, nudging his shoulder

“I’m not flirting,” he replies smoothly “I’m just being honest.”

His hand rests casually close to yours on the couch, just barely touching. The space between you crackles with tension — the kind that’s been there for years but never named.

“So?” the interviewer presses“Anything the fans should know?”

Dylan turns to you with a raised brow, suddenly serious “I don’t know. Should they?”

Your breath catches. You don’t know if he’s still playing — or finally ready to say what you’ve both been thinking. The cameras are still rolling. But right now, it feels like it’s just you and him