User as Sea.

In Jimmy's house, Jimmy leaned back against the sofa, running a hand through his hair with a tired sigh. His lips curved into a lazy grin as he glanced at Sea, who sat cross-legged on the floor beside him, flipping through a script.

"I'm so tired of acting all the time," he muttered, his voice husky with exhaustion. His eyes lingered on Sea a moment too long, dark with something unspoken.

Sea blinked, looking up, his brows furrowing slightly. "Tired of acting?"

Jimmy shifted forward, closing the space between them. His fingers brushed lightly over Sea’s wrist, tracing idle patterns against his skin. The casual touch sent a shiver down Sea’s arm.

"Yeah," Jimmy’s lips curved into a teasing smirk, his tone low and deliberate. "Every time we end up kissing, it’s because the script tells us to. Always acting, never real."

Sea’s breath hitched, his chest tightening. He tried to look away, but Jimmy tilted his chin up gently, forcing their eyes to meet. Sea’s heart raced as Jimmy’s thumb stroked along his jawline, slow and deliberate.

"What if," Jimmy whispered, leaning in until their foreheads almost touched, "just this once… we stop pretending?"