James' POV
I'm feeling rather giddy, and I suppose it can only be explained by the not so simple fact that Will just told me how much he loves me. In the privacy of his office we sat talking and explaining things to one another before filming, and the crew was none the wiser. I'm 99% sure Abby and Mikey already suspected something between us, and our behaviours throughout the shoot makes it even more solidified in their minds. Yet I couldn't care less.
"No because they'll think we've kissed." Is what Will says to me in the middle of the shoot. "I have seen the comments, James, if we use the same straw they think we've kissed." All I can do is laugh. The joke sort of stings for a moment because it makes me wonder whether or not I imagined the past 30 minutes with him. But I guess it was for appearances, right?
"Such a crime." I jest, laughing before continuing the usual antics we pull during a Will and Jim. We've been doing this for so long, and Will has taken me from so many dark places that it feels like routine. Routine is something I needed. The turmoil of the past few days has left me with whiplash, and something familiar feels refreshing to my soul.
The shoot goes wonderfully. It goes as normal. I guess we were a bit more touchy, and maybe had more chemistry than usual, but we act like that.. right..? I mean, I enjoyed the shoot. Everything felt nice again. It was like I could be myself around Will, and completely myself, and not fear him ghosting me the next day.
Things are perfect, and it's exactly what I dream about as I take the train back to my flat. I don't want to overstay my welcome or scare him off. I'll go slow for now, until he's ready for me.
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James Marriott x WillNE
FanfictionWorking so close together, overcoming obstacles of being shipped together, and learning new things about one another.
