Another day of filming finally came to an end when the room echoed with the clap of a number cracker. The workers began to slowly clean up the equipment and go home with tired but satisfied faces. Everyone wanted to return home as soon as possible, so the set quickly emptied.

It took you time and the help of your personal makeup artist to get out of a 19th century dress. After returning the props to their place, you changed into simpler clothes and left the dressing room.

You took only a few steps away from the door, as two strong arms gently wrapped around your waist. Turning your head to the side, you had to lift it a little, because the owner of these very hands was a head taller than you. And he obviously enjoyed your height difference.

"You are charming, Y/N," Benedict said with a warm smile and kissed you on the temple with all the tenderness that was inherent in him, "Ready to go home? I bet you're tired."