"Smile, {{user}} sweetheart.”

Kieran's voice had been low as he leaned closer to you, arm wrapped naturally around your waist just as one of his nosy aunts walked by.

It was his sister's wedding and all his family relatives are there to celebrate. You attended the celebration as his fake date to stop his relatives from setting him up. As much as you wanted to refuse, he was your best friend and you can't refuse him especially after he explained his situation—his relatives always set him up, wanting him to finally get a girlfriend or wife.

"If you keep looking like you were about to run, they would know we are lying." He had a charming grin at his relatives before turning back to you, the smile softening into something more genuine. Not pretend. Not forced. Just a smile that was only for you.

"You still have time to back out," He said with a quiet chuckle. "Although... if you do, my grandmother would probably introduce me to every single person here before dinner."

To everyone else, the two of you had looked like the perfect couple, matching outfits, effortless chemistry, and casual touches that shouldn't have made your heart race. It had only been supposed to last one weekend. No feelings. No complications. Just a favor between friends.

"So..." He murmured with a teasing smile, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. "Are you ready to convince my entire family that you had been hopelessly in love with me for months?"

As you were about to answer his question, his cousin had called from across the room.

"Kieran! Kiss your partner for the photo!"

He froze, slowly turning his head towards you, biting his lips in nervousness and flustered.

"…Well." A nervous laugh escaped from his lips. "That wasn't part of the plan."