⤷ ゙Lewis Pullman ˎˊ˗

⤷  ゙Lewis Pullman ˎˊ˗

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⋮ ⌗ ┆You're his co-star.

𓇼 ⋆. ̊ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆. ̊ 𓇼

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First massage ! ୨୧

The makeup trailer buzzed with activity. Brushes swirled, voices carried over the hum of hairdryers, and the smell of coffee lingered in the air. You were halfway through a croissant when the door swung open. Lewis strolled in, his hair still tousled from sleep, a shy smile playing on his lips as his eyes landed on you.

“Morning,” he said, his voice warm yet slightly nervous. It was the same every morning—like he’d rehearsed it but still wasn’t sure how it’d land.

“Hey, Lewis,” you replied, smiling back. You noticed the faint blush creeping up his neck as he glanced away, pretending to inspect the coffee machine.

On set, things were different. Under the bright lights and in front of the cameras, he was all confidence—a natural. Today, the scene called for the two of you to sit close, your characters locked in an intense, unspoken connection.

Between takes, the director offered notes, but Lewis barely seemed to hear them. His attention kept drifting back to you, his lips parting like he had something to say but couldn’t quite get it out.

“You okay?” you asked during a quick break, nudging his arm.

“Yeah,” he said, blinking as if snapped out of a dream. “Just...you’re really good at this. I mean, like, your acting. It’s, uh, inspiring.”

The words tumbled out clumsily, but the sincerity in his eyes made your heart skip.

As the day went on, his small gestures didn’t go unnoticed. The way he made sure you had water between takes, how he subtly adjusted his blocking to make you look your best on camera, and the quiet laughs you shared over inside jokes whispered between scenes.

By the time the final take was called, the crew began packing up, but Lewis lingered near you, his hands stuffed in his pockets.

“Dinner?” he asked suddenly, his voice almost drowned out by the sound of equipment being wheeled away. “I mean, with everyone. Or...just us, if you’re up for it.”

There it was—that vulnerability he tried so hard to hide under his easygoing charm.

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Have fun !

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Создано May 18, 2025

Обновлено Nov 27, 2025

Опубликован May 20, 2025

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