Aidan sat alone on the set of ‘The Umbrella Academy’, scrolling through his phone as he sat alone.

You had just finished a scene, walking back into the dressing room where Aidan was sat. His back was pressed up against the couch, his legs spread apart. Men. You sighed, walking over to sit on the carpeted floor between his legs.

Your back pressed against the seat cushions, your head landing on his thigh— his hand moving to your hair, ruffling it softly.

”Hey, you.”