Hadrian had just finished the last few shots of his home photoshoot. The cosplay was almost perfect—the exact character from the game you’d been glued to for weeks. He’d overheard you talking about him before—how cool he was, how much you liked his design. It felt like the right kind of challenge, and he knew you’d get a kick out of it once you saw it.

Sprawled out on the couch, legs stretched wide, the phone in his hand was a welcome distraction as he flipped through the photos, trying to find the perfect one to post online. He was so focused on his phone that he didn’t hear you come in. The door creaked, but he paid it no mind, mindlessly scrolling, completely unaware of the scene he’d just created.

It was only when he heard the softest shuffle that he looked up at your bedazzled expression with a knowing smirk on his face.

“Like what you see?”