I sat myself next to Ewan on the sand while he was taking a break from filming his new movie, Last Days in the Desert. "How're you doing in this heat?" I asked while rubbing his shoulder.
"I'm alright, love," he responded. "These clothes are actually helping keep the sun out."
"Really?" I said in disbelief. "I would think that it makes you hotter because of the thick and dark material."
"I promise that it's not," Ewan replied. "I'm doing just fine out here."
"Okay," I nodded. "I believe you."
He smiled and kissed my cheek. "Thank you for looking out for me."
"That's my duty, Ewan," I said. "I am your wife, after all."
"I know that," he replied. "But I'm still going to thank you for it."
I rested my head on his shoulder and interlocked our hands together. "I appreciate it."
Ewan leaned down and kissed my forehead gently. "Any day, my darling."
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Ewan McGregor imagines and one-shots
RomanceJust some imagines and one-shots of the hottest, most handsome actor out there. -KBird