You had just gone on a blind date with him. You didn't know it would be him who you'd meet but couldn't complain. Except when you two were just walking and got followed by paparazzi. You decided to not let them have a glimpse of him so you took his hand and started running. He complained about his back as he laughed before you pulled him into a building that seemed to be apartments. He was surprised at how you knew where to go. Until he realized you were taking him to your place.

"I'm gonna feel that run tomorrow."

He playfully complained as he followed you into your apartment, still holding your hand.

"You're not gonna kidnap me, are you?"