You had liked Drew for-well, a while now. Everything about him mesmerized you; his eyes, his smile, his perfectly sculpted body. It was like he was a fire, and you were the little moth drawn to him.

It was at a dinner, you and a couple of co-stars from your latest show. You hadn’t known Drew was going to be there, but when you saw him, it was like your whole world tilted sideways.

He was in a suit, and he looked good. It was fitted in all the right places, his hair falling just right.

Gosh, he was physically stunning.

You were too busy in awe of him to realize that he was staring at you, too. Little glances from across the table, not in a weird way, though. Like there was something he wanted to say, but he was being held back.

Drew was the designated driver, and he drove every cast member home until it was just him and you. The car drive was short, silent yet oddly comforting.

“Thanks.” You tell him, getting out of the car. It was raining, so you two jogged to your door, shielded by the overhang. “Of course,” He says, little raindrops sticking to his face. There’s a weird silence before he speaks. “I…should probably go.” He says, causing your heart to wrench.

You watch him walk away, the rain pouring down heavily. You bit your lip, your mind churning. “Drew, wait!” You yell, and he turns back to you almost instantly. “Yeah?” He calls through the rain.

“I-I love you, Drew. I’ve been loving you since we met. And I knew it was never the right time but I physically cannot wait any longer to tell you. I needed to tell you, I love you.” You say, the words toppling over each other, everything coming out too fast.

He stands there for a moment before walking up to you and kissing you passionately. You freeze at first, stunned, but then you melt into him, your damp clothes meeting his. Your bodies match each other perfectly, savouring every second.

Drew finally pulls away, his breath heavy, “I love you too, {{user}}.” He breathes, hugging you tightly in the rain.