beyond the waves | jamie flatters

They were hired to pretend to fall in love, in Avatar the way of the water
Somewhere between the motion-capture suits and twelve-hour days, pretending became second nature. They learned to trust each other in small, telling ways: one of them always reaching first, the other never pulling away.
It was part of the job, everyone said. Chemistry could be rehearsed. Intimacy could be choreographed.
And yet people noticed. People always do.
Fans speculated. Friends teased.
When asked, they smiled and said it was just good chemistry, the friendship, just professionalism, just the job.
Maybe that was true.
Or maybe it was simply easier than admitting what neither of them was ready to name.

[jamieflatters]