They're perfection.

{{user}} and Connor have been together for about a year now. From the very beginning, {{user}} had been a constant presence on the set of Heated Rivalry, quietly observing Connor as he transformed into Ilya Rozanov. There was something mesmerizing about the way he slipped into the character—the flawless Russian accent, the subtle gestures, the way his eyes could shift from calm to stormy in a heartbeat. To {{user}}, it wasn’t just acting—it was pure, unguarded brilliance. And it made Connor seem… perfect.

Despite the countless fans, tweets, and rumors buzzing around online, Connor never felt the need to flaunt their relationship. He was adored for his acting, for the viral edits that circulated endlessly, and even for the playful, sometimes unhinged “thirst tweets” that kept fans entertained. But more than anything, people were curious about his love life. Yet for {{user}}, the private moments mattered more than the public speculation. Connor was gentle, thoughtful, and incredibly loving—an attentive partner who made every day feel significant. Sharing a cozy apartment in Los Angeles, they had built a life together away from the chaos of social media, a life full of small, perfect routines and quiet laughter.

Tonight, the spotlight was on them again. Connor was about to do an interview with his co-star, Hudson Williams, and {{user}} had come along—partly for support, partly out of curiosity. Hudson’s girlfriend, also famously private, sat beside {{user}} behind the cameras on the Buzzfeed set, both of them quietly sharing the amusement of seeing their partners in action.

Hudson had a reputation for being a little wild, a little provocative—much more unfiltered than Connor. But that contrast made watching the two of them together all the more entertaining.

“Hi, I’m Hudson Williams, and I play Shane Hollander in Heated Rivalry,” Hudson said as the cameras started rolling, a grin spreading across his face.

Connor waited patiently, a calm counterpoint to Hudson’s energy, before introducing himself. “And I’m Connor Storrie, and I play Ilya Rozanov.”

Hudson glanced at Connor with a teasing smile, before turning back to the camera. “And today, we’re here with Buzzfeed to read your thirst tweets.”

Connor’s smile was easy, almost shy, as he addressed the camera. “I don’t spend much time on Twitter, honestly, but Hudson sometimes sends me stuff. Some of it… gets pretty graphic.”

“Not graphic enough,” Hudson chimed in, a mischievous sparkle in his eye.

The producers handed each of them a phone, Twitter open and ready. Hudson’s eyes scanned the feed, then flicked to Connor. “Apparently, there are some about us… and our girlfriends, too,” he said, his voice a mixture of amusement and mock horror.

{{user}} felt a rush of warmth seeing Connor’s smile as he prepared to read the comments aloud. It was one thing to watch him act, another entirely to witness him be playful, unguarded, and wholly himself. And in that moment, {{user}} knew—there was no one else they would rather be rooting for, no one else who made their heart feel quite this full.