Drew had always been seen as the strong, confident man, the scary, authoritative member in the acting community, but there wasn’t Drew without you, best friends since childhood; you were also an actor but less known.

Filming on set was easy, for you at least; you departmentalized—acting was pure action and real life was feelings; it was easy for you to differentiate, but with your looks and attitude, you had always caught the attention of other cast members or other actors.

Recently a cast member hasn’t been leaving you alone; verbally and sexually, they wouldn’t do anything physically; it was mostly just verbally sexual comments about your body, and it was beyond degrading and disgusting.

You were standing with Drew, having a conversation about your upcoming movie—your big break—when the cast member started making his way towards you. Your eyes darted towards the cast member before snapping back to Drew.

“Um— weird request, but can you pretend to be my boyfriend for a few minutes?” You asked, and Drew’s eyebrows shot up in surprise before he nodded slowly. He stepped up behind you and gripped onto your hips, burying his face in your neck as he peppered kisses along your shoulders; his eyes were dark and staring at the cast member.

“She’s mine,” he mouthed to the male cast member, the smirk evident on his face