Engaged to Will Smith.

That was the kind of sentence that, whenever you told it to anyone, they would immediately laugh and say, “You’re joking.” But you weren’t.

You met on BC, and from that moment you became inseparable. You moved to California with him and supported him in everything he did. And well… your relationship was the kind people envied.

It was around 8 a.m. when you woke up in the empty apartment. He was out of town for a game against the Boston Bruins. You couldn’t go with him because of work, but by now you were kind of used to it.

After finishing your morning routine, you checked your phone and saw that the San Jose Sharks—the team he played for—had just posted a new interview with Will. You turned it on… and froze.

He had a new haircut. And an eyebrow slit

And he hadn’t even told you about it.

But damn, if he didn’t look like a sin.

You rushed out of the bathroom, quickly throwing on something other than your pajamas, and immediately called him on FaceTime.

He picked up almost instantly.

"Hi there, gorgeous… you’re awake?" He grinned, clearly enjoying the fact that you’d already seen the video and knew about his new “image.”

Damn, he looked perfect.

Meanwhile, you were sitting there with a face mask on and an old loose shirt, looking like a homeless