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Big Night Part 1 - R.Z

Rachel Zegler, the 22-year-old sensation of the silver screen, found herself on the cusp of another milestone - the world premiere of her latest film, 'The Hunger Games: The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes.' As an accomplished actress, she exuded confidence, but tonight carried a unique significance - it marked the first public appearance of you two as a couple. The anticipation had reached a fever pitch, and while Rachel was excited, your nerves were threatening to spiral out of control.

You and Rachel had been an item for six months, navigating the tumultuous waters of public opinion. Harsh comments and unsolicited judgments were not unfamiliar territory, but tonight felt different. The prospect of facing both public scrutiny and the watchful eyes of Rachel's co-stars had you pacing in the living room for the past two hours.

"Sugar, please, it'll be fine. I'm with you all the time, so nothing will happen," Rachel reassured you, her voice carrying a soothing melody. However, your anxiety had taken a life of its own.

"You don't understand, Rachy... What if they don't like me, or what if someone just... ugh, I hate this! All these online comments can go up my... I don't care!" you vented, feeling the weight of the upcoming premiere bearing down on you.

Rachel chuckled at your candid outburst but wisely stayed quiet, allowing you to let out your worries. "But doing it in person, that's a whole other situation..." you continued, your words spilling out in a torrent.

Observing your turmoil, Rachel decided to intervene. With a bear hug from behind, she enveloped you in warmth, a gesture that almost immediately relaxed your tense muscles. "Take a breath, Sugar," she suggested, and you leaned into her embrace, closing your eyes and focusing on the rhythmic rise and fall of your breath.

After a few moments of shared stillness, you turned to face her, apologizing for your momentary freak-out. "Sorry for freaking out, baby... I'm just nervous, and I know this is a big night for you, but..."

Rachel giggled at your self-awareness, cutting off your rambling with a light-hearted smile. "Doing it again, don't I?" you smiled in acknowledgment, realizing the familiar pattern of your anxieties.

"Look Y/N, what people think is not my concern. I love you deeply, and as you just said, those who have an opinion, well... they can stick it up their ass," Rachel declared, her eyes filled with unwavering determination and love.

Feeling a need to lighten the mood, you couldn't resist teasing her about those big brown puppy eyes that, no matter how bold and fierce she claimed to be, always betrayed her true feelings. "You know you're cute when you have those puppy eyes," you playfully remarked, a mischievous grin playing on your lips.

"I'm not cute, Y/N! I'm bold and fierce!" she asserted, her fiery spirit evident even in this playful banter. Rachel secretly enjoyed your teasing, though her pride always demanded a defense of her bold image.

"As long as you believe yourself, Sugar," you responded, mockingly freeing yourself from her arms and heading towards the bedroom, Rachel following suit with a mix of amusement and genuine affection.

"Let's get ready, shall we?" she suggested, giving your ass a playful slap. "For God's sake, I will cuff your hands someday!" you hissed, feeling the sting but then quickly realizing the unintended innuendo. "Oh, be my guest, mamas!" Rachel winked, fully embracing the playful banter.

The tension in the room began to dissipate as you both prepared for the grand evening ahead, each moment infused with humor, love, and the shared understanding that, no matter what happened out there, you were in it together.