For Fake and For Real

4. Kojo

This filming schedule had been hectic, and add on top of it the arranged dates, Lucy didn't know how she could keep this up. The only hope she had was that Tim finally seemed to soften. The slightest bit. After recording the script for him three days ago, he had greeted her on set and even asked her how she's doing this morning before the cameras started to roll. It was a start. Feeling brave, she caught him in the parking lot about to get into a truck.

"Tim!"

He looked up at her curiously.

"Do you have plans tonight?"

"Did Jackson schedule something last minute?"

"No, but...I was wondering if you wanted to come over for dinner."

"Are you...are you asking me out?"

"God no! I mean, no. I just thought you might want to hang out."

"We really don't have to."

"I know." She didn't move. She wanted him to know she was standing firm in this invitation.

He sighed. "Fine. Text me your address, oh, and can I bring anything?"

"Just your appetite," she smirked and walked over to her car.

She got home and started laying out the ingredients for dinner, knowing Tim would arrive soon. The gate called to let her know he was requesting to come in, and she said "yes" before hanging up. Then, she fussed with her hair before stopping herself. Why does she care what she looks like in front of him?

He arrived with flowers in his hand. Sunflowers, actually.

"My favorite," she beamed, accepting the bouquet.

"I know," he replied and stepped inside. His eyes scanned the open first floor that featured her living room, kitchen, and dining room.

"Let me pour you some wine," she offered and opened a bottle while he surveyed the space more closely. She handed him the glass and returned to cooking.

"I like your place. It's very...you," he complemented noticing the bright colors, busy art pieces, comfortable furniture, and eclectic knick-knacks.

"Thanks, I think," she grinned.

"Can I help with anything?"

"Do you know how to cook?"

"Of course I do," he sounded a little offended that she thought otherwise.

"Alright, then wash your hands and you can dive right in."

He nodded his head and moved to the kitchen sink.

Cooking for one is always a little lonely, but cooking with Lucy is pretty fun. He watched her hum along to the music, even laughed a few times at her jokes, and worked with her effortlessly. Their partnership on set seemed to translate easily to the kitchen.

She set out three plates, and Tim asked, "Is someone else joining us?"

"My roommate. Depending on when she comes home."

"I didn't know you had a roommate."

"She was my old costar, and now it's just...we live together."

"Sounds like there's a story there."

"Do you actually want to know something about me?" She asked coyly and took her seat across from him.

He rolled his eyes.

"Okay, long story short, Tamara's parents passed away, and her only living relative was this uncle who didn't support her career, so I sorta adopted her, so that she could keep acting in 'Pretty Little Vampires' and live in a loving, supportive home," Lucy explained.