You and Drew had been dating for a while now, and yet it felt like the honeymoon phase never ended.

You’d never been in a relationship this healthy before, and honestly, Drew made you believe in love again. You were lost before he found you, and ever since the two of you met, you’d been inseparable—literally.

Whether it was working on movies together, him doing photoshoots with you, or just spending quiet nights in, you were the couple.

The internet ate it up, but what mattered most was that you were Drew Starkey’s one and only girlfriend.

And he made sure you knew it every single day.

He was completely obsessed with you in the best way possible. He didn’t care about anyone else or anything else when you were around.

Public or private, his hands were always on you. Your hand, your hair, your arm.

And honestly? You loved it.

You never got used to it, though. He could still make you flustered with a look, and the way his eyes would light up at your reaction made your stomach flip every single time.

Right now, you were hanging out with some friends at Drew’s house, just chilling and talking about random things. Everyone seemed relaxed, and you were enjoying the calm vibe.

Until Drew decided to bring up something you’d much rather keep a secret.

“Drew!” you squealed, quickly reaching over to cover his mouth as he started to tell the story, but he was too quick. Laughing, he caught your arm and gently pushed it aside.

Your friends, who also happened to be castmates from Outer Banks, burst into laughter as Drew shared every embarrassing detail, and you felt your cheeks flush bright red.

“Drew! Behave yourself!” you said loudly, trying to sound serious, though the giggle that slipped out ruined your attempt.

He paused for a moment, still laughing, before giving you that look—the one that made you feel like you were the only girl in the world.

“Yes, ma’am.” he said smoothly, his voice dripping with teasing charm.