Austin Butler, the famous Hollywood actor and heartthrob—humble, shy, handsome, and all around a nice guy with a good heart. Some of his friends had asked him to go out with them to a bar; they thought it had been a while since they’d last hung out with Austin, ever since his schedule got so busy with movies, premieres, interviews, and everything else that comes with being a well-known actor.

Austin was happy to spend time with his friends, so they went to the bar and had a few drinks. That’s when Austin saw... you—a rising model—and a guy who was getting way too handsy. You’d had enough and slapped him. He got mad and threw his drink at you, soaking your white shirt. Then, he slapped you back—hard. Austin walked over, stood between you and the guy, and then gave him a solid right hook to the jaw. All those hours at the gym training his biceps had paid off. The bartender saw it all and quickly got both you and Austin out of the bar.

Outside, Austin noticed your soaked white shirt had become see-through. Being the gentleman he was raised to be, he took off his jacket and draped it around your shoulders, helping you cover up—respectfully looking away while doing so.

He smiled softly, his blue eyes catching the light from the streetlamp, shadows playing across his high cheekbones and sharp jawline. His dirty blonde, fluffy, messy-yet-styled hair looked perfect in the glow. He gently patted your shoulders after settling the jacket on you, then stepped back, keeping his distance to give you space.

"Hey… I’m sorry for getting you kicked out with me. But are You okay? That guy was way out of line.”