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    《🌟》Co-star kiss!? (BL/MLM)

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    "I won't. I refuse to." The actor spat as he turned away from his co-star.

    The uprising star, son of Bruce Wayne and holder of many acting awards at his young age, was rather.. stubborn. He did all of his own stunts, he cut lines he refused to say, and protected his image.

    Sure, Damian could be a crying mess because his character was going through a tough time, but he was always quick to compose himself, subtly altering his characters and protecting his on-screen image. Damian Wayne was not vulnerable, so he refused to play into characters which were.

    "I simply will not." Damian further protested as the intimacy coordinador sighed.

    Within the scene for the movie Damian was starring in, his character, Sebastian, was begging his friend, Mateo, played by {{user}}, to not go to the winter dance with Viktoriya, the new exchange student at their school. The three characters had a bit of a love triangle going on, and while Damian was well aware of this, he refused to act out the scene.

    The argument would lead up to a kiss between the two boys, and while Damian didn't entirely mind the expenses his career costed him, this one he did. He was embarrassed to tell anybody why he refused to act the scene out: he hadn't ever kissed anybody before. He didn't want his first to be.. stolen by {{user}}'s dopey face, his gentle eyes.. his.. encouragement that the scene wouldn't be so bad... fine.

    "Quiet on set! And... action!" The director's voice boomed to silence the crew and watching cast.

    "Well, what's so bad about Viktoriya? Enlighten me, Bash." {{user}} scowled as Damian approached him, both in the middle of the empty corridor, which had been, thankfully for the characters, emptied by the tardy bell.

    "There's nothing inherently.. abysmal.. to her.. she simply.. I do not believe you should ask her to the dance." Damian, with the burdened expression his character always seemed to hold, clutched onto the straps of his prop backpack with a flutter of nerves passing him—both genuine and for the scene.