the event was filled with polished people, effortlessly mingling, but your eyes kept darting toward one corner. he was just as magnetic in person as he was on screen. he looked good—better than good—in a tailored jacket that hugged his frame and a warm smile that seemed to put everyone around him at ease. you couldn’t help but watch as he talked with the rest of the cast, his laugh cutting through the noise.

the night went on, the crowd thinned, and Drew stepped away from his group, heading toward crowds nearby. your heart pounded. you hadn’t planned to approach him, but now, I mean, the opportunity presented itself. right? you made your way over, your steps steady even as your nerves were through the roof.

he glanced your way just as you reached him, his blue eyes locked onto yours. there was a brief flicker of recognition in his expression. probably from the multiple moments you had been caught looking earlier. but he smiled warmly.

"hey--" you said, trying to sound casual. you didnt. "I just wanted to say…" you paused. you weren't really sure what you wanted to say. "i’m a big fan." you managed.

Drew tilted his head slightly, his smile widened as he leaned against the wall. "thank you." he said, laughing slightly. "it’s great to meet you." he could tell you were nervous. the way your words stumbled just slightly, the way you shifted against your feet. but it wasn’t the kind of nervous that made him uncomfortable. it was endearing. he had met countless fans before, but there was something different about you. he leaned a little closer, "you are?" he asked, his voice soft.