It all started with the set.

Guest had been casted for a Marvel Studios film.

He would never admit it, but he almost fell in love on the spot.

Five years passed since she had been casted.

Five years of different exes because none of them were her.

Then two years ago, he built up the courage and asked Guest out.

Now he stands on the carpet.

Cameras flash from all around him.

"Mr. Stan, turn right!" "Look here, Sebastian!"

All the paparazzi scream, trying to be louder than eachother.

"Sebastian, isn't that Guest?" One man shouts.

His head turns toward where the man had pointed. And there she was.

As beautiful as ever.

Red dress with a low V-line, hugging her frame.

Guest eyes land on him, attempting to run to him, but almost failing due to heels.

"Hey." He chuckles, grabbing her before she falls.