Fate || BENNIFER

Carpet

Jennifer's P.O.V

In our new house, the atmosphere was electric. Soft music played in the background, creating a soothing ambience as we prepared for the premiere of Ben's new movie, Runner Runner. It was our first red carpet appearance together, but it would be a secret until we made our grand entrance.

My stylists buzzed around, meticulously attending to every detail. Seated before the mirror, my eyes became a canvas for artistry. The makeup artist skillfully applied a gradient of earthy tones, blending them seamlessly to create a mesmerizing smoky effect. Mascara was delicately brushed onto my lashes, enhancing their length and volume, while my eyebrows were shaped and filled to perfection. Strokes of blush adorned my cheeks, adding a touch of rosy warmth. Moving on to my lips, the makeup artist selected a shade of soft rose, adding a touch of innocence to the overall look.

With my makeup complete, the attention turned to my hair. My team of hairstylists worked their magic, creating a work of art. My hair, cascading in soft waves down my back, framed my face with effortless grace, and was adorned with delicate, tiny crystals that caught the light and sparkled like stars.

In front of a full-length mirror, I stood, a vision of elegance and poise. My figure was draped in a breathtaking gown, carefully chosen for the special evening. The dress, a creation by a renowned designer, embraced my curves with delicate grace. Crafted from the finest silk, it cascaded down to the floor, pooling around my feet in a sea of midnight blue.

The bodice of the gown was a work of art in itself, adorned with intricate beading that shimmered like stars in the night sky. The neckline dipped daringly, revealing my décolletage, while delicate straps adorned with tiny crystals delicately framed my shoulders. The fabric clung to my waist, accentuating the hourglass figure before flaring out into a flowing skirt.

Diamonds adorned my neckline, cascading in a delicate necklace that sparkled with every movement. My ears were graced with diamond studs, glimmering like drops of moonlight.

I turned around, and as if on cue, he appeared at the threshold, his tuxedo immaculate, his presence commanding. His eyes locked with mine, and a smile slowly spread across his face. He walked towards me as he gestured me to sit down. Kneeling in front of me, his hands gently guided my feet out of my comfortable flats. His fingertips traced a path along my ankles and up my calves, leaving a trail of tingling sensations in their wake. With a tender touch, he slipped the perfect pair of shoes onto my feet, silver stilettos adorned with delicate crystals that matched the beading on my gown. As he fastened them, his fingers lingered, tracing the contours of my skin, his touch as light as a whisper. My breath hitched, my heart swelling with a mixture of adoration and desire.

Our eyes locked. Ben rose to his feet, his gaze never leaving mine as he slowly guided me to stand.

"You are breathtaking." He whispered.

The most genuine smile drew on my face as I reached for his arm. Hand in hand, we descended the staircase, our fingers intertwined. He exuded effortless charm, and the scent that enveloped him was alluring.

The car awaited in our driveway, the backseat door open for us. With a graceful movement, Ben reached out to assist me with the intricate layers of my gown. His hands gently held the fabric, ensuring that not a single thread was caught.

"Thank you." I murmured as I allowed him to guide me into the car.

He settled beside me, our fingers intertwined once again. The car's tinted windows shielded us from prying eyes, affording us one more moment of privacy before the grand reveal.

The car slowed down, and the sound of the crowd grew louder as we approached the carpet. Paparazzi cameras flashed like fireworks, eager to know who was in the car. As an assistant opened the door, we exchanged one last glance.

Ben was the first to step out onto the carpet. The cameras clicked incessantly, capturing his every move. With a warm smile, he turned towards the open car door, extending a hand to me. I placed my hand in his, feeling the strength and support he offered. The cameras shifted their focus to me, capturing the moment as Ben gently helped me out of the car, his eyes never leaving mine.

My gown flowed gracefully around me as I emerged, the flashes of the cameras intensified, capturing the first instants of our first red carpet appearance. Together, we walked hand in hand further down the carpet, our smiles unwavering. As we reached the center, the photographers clamored for our attention, their lenses capturing every angle. We paused, our eyes locked, sharing an unspoken understanding. We had decided to give them what they wanted, a glimpse into the depth of our love.

With a tender smile, Ben leaned in, his lips gently meeting mine in a soft, lingering kiss. The crowd erupted into cheers, their applause mingling with the sound of the cameras capturing the passionate moment. For a few blissful seconds, we were lost in our own world, our connection palpable. The world around us faded away as we embraced. As we pulled away, our eyes met.

As we continued our journey down the carpet, a familiar voice called out our names. It was one of the interviewers we had grown fond of over the years, and he was friends with Ben. I squeezed his hand, silently urging him to approach this specific interviewer. His warm smile greeted us as we drew closer.

"Jennifer, Ben, first of all, congratulations on the arrival of your adorable baby!" He said. "The world has been eagerly waiting to hear the details. Can you share with us the gender and the name of your baby?"

"We had a girl, and her name is Grace." Ben's voice filled with pride.

"Grace Affleck." I said with a beaming smile.

"Grace, what a beautiful name." The interviewer smiled. "Thank you for sharing this. The world is undoubtedly thrilled for you both. Congratulations once again!"

"Thank you. Enjoy the movie." Ben added before disappearing into the crowd that marched to the theater.

The cameras continued to flash as we navigated our way into the theater. Our fingers remained intertwined, not only while we shook hands, but also during most of the movie screening.