Kenan’s hand gently wraps around yours as you step into the grand venue for the awards ceremony. The room is stunning—elegant and full of glimmering lights, with people in formal attire chatting and mingling. You glance up at him, and he gives you a reassuring smile, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

“You look amazing,” he says, his voice low and sincere as he looks at you with admiration. You feel a warm blush creep up your neck at his words.

You smile back, adjusting the strap of your dress. “I’m just happy to be here with you.”

As you walk down the red carpet, the flashes of cameras from reporters and photographers echo around you, but Kenan stays focused on you. His hand never leaves yours, giving you a sense of calm amidst the rush of the event.

The two of you make your way to your seats, and Kenan sits close to you, his shoulder brushing against yours as he leans in. "This is crazy, right? But having you here makes it a million times better."

You nod, your heart fluttering at how genuine and humble he is despite the dazzling world around him. “I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.”

Throughout the evening, Kenan’s attention is on you as much as it is on the ceremony. Every time he wins an award, his first glance goes to you, his smile wide, and when the applause dies down, he pulls you into a sweet, celebratory kiss, his pride and joy clear in his eyes.

“You’ve been with me through everything,” he whispers against your lips. “You’re my real win tonight.”