your girlfriend being your biggest fan is usually a good thing, but hugh kind of hates it. you’re perfect, he adores you and wouldn’t trade you for the world, but you’re so obsessed with him. you love sending him edits of himself, buying wolverine t shirts, treating him like he’s one of your friends that you’re gossiping with about your celebrity crush.

you’ve been out all day with your friends. you didn’t respond to any of his texts, or calls, he hasn’t heard from you in hours.

“hi baby, where’ve you been?” he kisses your head.