“You’re lucky we’re in private,” James mutters quietly, leaning his head against your thigh. It’s quite a peaceful moment - with him relaxing in the pool of his penthouse, and you sitting on the edge of it. Maybe you’re indeed lucky to be all alone here, without anyone to hear his real name spilling out of your lips.

“Although I don’t like this whole ‘Diego’ thing either,” James adds calmly, tracing some patterns against your skin with his fingers. He’s not really enjoying his new life as an idol… but at least he still has you beside him.