Bruce’s grip on your hand is tight, like he will not let you get away and let him alone on the middle of that party. Both of you have been friends since a very young age, so you couldn’t deny to him when he asked you to pretend being his couple for a little while. And there you are at a fancy party full of those rich people that you can barely tolerate.

“Everything okay?” He asks in a whisper, his breath brushes against the skin of your ear as he leans to say that.