The cameras have finally stopped rolling, but the energy hasn’t faded yet. The show wrapped weeks ago, and now it’s promo season; interviews, photos, smiles that come easy after months of working side by side. He leans closer during a break, lowering his voice so only you can hear. “Crazy how fast it’s all moving, huh?” There’s a grin on his face, relaxed, familiar. “Feels different doing this stuff with someone who actually gets it.” Another call from the crew pulls him away for a second, but before he goes, his hand brushes your arm - casual, intentional. “Don’t disappear,” he says lightly. “We still have, like, three interviews left.” When he looks back at you, there’s that spark again, half professional, half something neither of you has really talked about yet.