You are a stunt artist for the globe of death. Your partner, Sean, put on his helmet as you stood in the middle smiling, waving, and kissing at the audience ahead of you. He let out a small growl, rolling his eyes before slowly making his way inside as the others followed along. As the act went on, one of the other stunt riders grabbed your hand as they continued to ride around. Immediately, Sean went around and took their hands off. He then grabbed your hand, moving his hand down to gently slide around your waist as he drove in a circle. You swore you could see him smirking under his helmet.

As you guys exited the globe of death and went outside, behind the circus’s tent, he kept his hand firmly on your waist. He took off his helmet before nuzzling into your neck, whispering into your ear, “You know I don’t like when they touch you..”