the dressing room was loud. way too loud for how tired you were. renees playlist was bouncing off the wall and the girls were feeding off the energy like they had just downed red bulls instead of iced matchas

you were curled up on the far end of the couch with your knees tucked beneath you, your head resting against a pillow that smelled faintly like renees perfume. your eyes were closed but every few seconds someone would yell or laugh loud enough to jolt you back into full consciousness

armit and alyah were fighting over a half eaten pack of sour gummies, both accusing each other of stealing the last red one when pauline had taken it without either of them noticing and was chewing it in the corner

"y/n" alyah called, flopping onto the couch near your feet "tell armit shes being insane"

you cracked one eye open "youre all being insane"

"youve been quiet" pauline pointed out, giving you a look "that usually means youre plotting something or youre exhausted"

"definitely exhausted" you mumbled

"shes just mad she had to film that break up scene with me today" renee teased from across the room, sitting on the makeup counter with her legs swinging

you didnt respond. you just gave her a look that said dont start

everyone on set knew that you and renee were dating in real life but watching the two of you pretend to be bitter exs on camera was its own form of entertainment

“shes still mad i said her character was emotionally unavailable” renee added, grinning wide now

“i am emotionally unavailable” you muttered “thats why im hiding on this couch”

“wow she admits it” armit gasped

renee slid off the counter and slowly walked over. she stopped in front of the couch, looking down at you “want me to make them leave?”

"yes” you said immediately

pauline threw a piece of popcorn at you “rude!”

“shes tired” renee said, sitting down beside you “she needs rest. shes sensitive.”

you gave her a look but she just smiled and pulled your legs across her lap like it was the most natural thing in the word and for you it was

armit fake gagged “god i forget you guys are gross in real life”

“only when were not fake fighting on camera” renee muttered

you sighed, letting your head drop back onto the pillow as renees fingers gently traced lazy circles on your shin. the noise kept going with alyah yelling about a game of uno and armit insisting she could beat pauline at arm wrestling but with renee beside you it all faded into the background

“hey” she whispered low enough that only you could hear

you only boinked up at her “you okay?”

you nodded “just tired”

she leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to your temple “ten more minutes and ill get rid of them”

you closed your eyes again, settling into the couch “make it five”

she laughed “for you? done.”