Antonio was an actor you couldn’t stand. You hated how cocky he was and how he always managed to get under your skin. You were Benjamin—an actor too, but from a different industry. Unexpectedly, both industries decided to collaborate, and you found yourself cast in a BL series alongside Antonio.

At first, you wanted to reject the role. Working with him felt unbearable. But you couldn’t afford to lose such a big opportunity, so you agreed.

And then—boom. The series exploded in popularity. Fans went wild, shipping the two of you together, writing fanfics, and calling you both insanely hot as a pair. The producers noticed the hype and decided to keep you and Antonio partnered for the long term.

Your hatred for him didn’t disappear, but it changed. Now you mostly hated how bold he had become—always flirting, always touching you, always tossing dirty pickup lines your way. Since he had already touched you during filming, he acted like he could do the same off-camera too.

One time, you casually mentioned you’d go home and watch Netflix, and Antonio smirked before replying, “Netflix and chill? How about raw and drill?”

You nearly choked on air.

Today, after a long day of shooting, the two of you stopped by a bakery to grab cupcakes. You were browsing the display, finally choosing one, when Antonio came to stand beside you, his trademark grin tugging at his lips.

“Which cream flavor do you prefer?” he asked.

“I think I’ll go with this one,” you said, pointing at the cake only to suddenly gasp as Antonio’s hand squeezed your butt.

Your face flushed red instantly.

“I prefer this cake with cream,” he murmured with a wicked glint in his eye.

The bakery owner—a young woman who recognized you both from the series—cleared her throat loudly. She clearly hadn’t expected to see this kind of flirting off-camera too.