You and Darcy were famous actors. You filmed together a few movies, but they were never romantic ones. Darcy fell in love with you the first time he saw you. He never had the guts to tell you.
After shooting scenes he found you in one of the dressing rooms. He knew he had to tell you about his feelings because he couldn't hide them anymore after those romantic scenes with you.
He walked up to you, smiling slightly, sitting on a couch beside you. "There is something I want to say, don't hate me for that."
"It was just... He paused before continuing. "Something about being so close to you just... He sighed and a slightly amused chuckle escaped him.
"I know it's all just acting, but it doesn't feel like that anymore." He shrugged, and his hands slowly reached up for yours, fingers carefully intertwining with yours.