Prompt: Writing about a trope you haven't done yet. Trope:Actors Fluff
She was nervous. Of course she was, this was her first big role in a big television series that was being produced by big companies and not only that—Sana was going to film a scene with one of the biggest names in the industry as well.
“Next scene is where Sol brings you back to the apartment,” the director instructed her, then she pointed to the script. “Say your lines and then it’s just one kiss.” Then she looked at her co-star and repeated it again. “Just a meaningful peck and then that’s it.”
Both of them nodded, and they looked at each other. The seasoned actress gave her a kind smile, a cute dimple presented itself and there was this warm look in her eyes that Sana couldn't explain.
“You'll do great,” she said softly, leaning in and Sana couldn't help but stare at her lips, shining with lip gloss. She wondered if it smelled like anything.
Or if it tasted like anything.
She nodded her head absentmindedly. “Thanks, you too.”
Tzuyu smiled again and they finally left to get into position.
Kiss.
Just one kiss.
She was going to kiss Chou Tzuyu.
God, she needed to get out of her head for a moment so she wouldn't fumble this. She watched everyone carefully at the side, waiting for the camera to start rolling, and for the director to give them the cue.
Sana was able to memorize lines for commercials and for extremely small roles in other shows. But this was big for her. She was part of the main cast, not entirely the main love interest of Tzuyu's character, but still significant enough for her to show in more than two episodes.
People usually paid her for showing up for seconds, and she knew that wasn't enough to prove to herself that she could do it.
So, this was her once chance to prove to everyone, and most importantly, to herself that she could do it. Minatozaki Sana wasn't some afterthought or a ten-second pretty face, she was going to present her lines to more than the expectation, she was going to show everyone she could act, and she was going to kiss the ever amazing, Chou Tzuyu.
Gosh. The thought suddenly made her head spin.
One kiss, she repeated in her head. It was just going to be one kiss. Seemed easy enough.
Though, if she wanted to be completely honest with herself, she knew it would be much easier if the actress she had to kiss wasn’t Tzuyu.
Maybe someone else. Maybe someone who wasn't stunning to the eyes, tall, pretty and handsome at the same time. What if she fumbled? What if her breath stank? What if Tzuyu was going to say that she didn't like the kiss at all? Some celebrities confessed that they didn't enjoy kissing scenes with their co-stars. What if Tzuyu said that about her?
When she saw Tzuyu walk into the scene, already in character, she waited for a couple of moments so she could get in as well.
“The day would have been better if he didn't spill coffee all over the papers,” Tzuyu recited her lines with ease, her hand dug deep within her pockets.
Sana giggled as rehearsed, making her think that this was the real thing, and then she sneakily placed her hand on Tzuyu's arm, caressing it, something she imagined the character would do. It seemed natural and she felt like Tzuyu went along with it too. She recited her lines, they both laughed and it didn't sound forced. They were walking along the fake apartment hallway of the set, bumping arms together, glancing at each other as Tzuyu kept saying her lines and Sana anticipated hers.
It felt crazy how natural this all seemed. A part of her wondered what it was like to date Tzuyu. If it was going to be like this, where they both acted so natural towards each other, or if there was going to be a spark somewhere deep down inside of her. Tzuyu looked perfect, and if she was the perfect partner then Sana could die happy.
But that would be crazier than crazy. Tzuyu probably has a girlfriend or a boyfriend, or maybe a husband or a wife, and Sana was just shamefully fantasizing about her.
Oh. They were both in front of the door.
This was it.
“I'll see you tomorrow?” Sana said her line easily, despite feeling slightly ashamed of herself, it was honestly hard to shake off, but she couldn't afford to show any weakness.
Tzuyu nodded her head, supposed to say a cheesy line and Sana waited for her to say it so she could brace herself before the kiss. Instead, Tzuyu looked down at her, a soft smile on her face and Sana felt her heart actually beating faster than usual. The younger actress stepped closer to her, leaning closer and smoothly wrapped her arm around Sana's waist.
This was it.
Sana's eyes flickered down to Tzuyu's lips, still glistening from the light. The director should have stopped them because Tzuyu didn't say her lines, but there was silence. Just the beating of her heart, thumping wildly as they slowly close the gap.
Tzuyu was so close, lips merely inches away from her, approaching closer and closer, feeling her warm breath on her skin.
This was it.
One kiss.
Just one kiss.
Sana slowly closed her eyes and then—softness.
She immediately sank into it. She let out the breath she was holding in, hands clutching onto Tzuyu's sleeve, resisting the urge to pull her closer.
Okay. A peck. One kiss. They should—Tzuyu suddenly pulled her closer, both hands plastered onto her waist, pulling and pulling. Their lips, never detaching, only moving even more. Sana wasn't sure if she should respond or pull away.
Was this part of the script?
Tzuyu suddenly let out a breath, hands roaming her waist.
Oh.
Oh no.
“Cut!” the director shouted, but Tzuyu didn't listen.
Sana should as well… But… It was hard at the moment.
Tzuyu kept kissing her, lips expertly moving onto hers and Sana finally let go of the slippery chains of her self-control, responding back with her hands flying upwards to cup Tzuyu's cheeks, pulling her as well.
“C-Cut!” the director shouted at them again, but they didn't listen.
This was insane.
Tzuyu's kisses were… addicting and this was the first time she was tasting them. Sana had no idea how to stop herself, refusing to let her lips go and asking Tzuyu to stop trapping her with her strong arms. A part of her wanted to be captivated like this. It felt perfect. The way Tzuyu responded to her was making her dizzy. Crazy enough for her to believe that the actress wanted this more than she did.
What if this was all acting?
Shouldn't she stop already?
Air came back into her lungs when Tzuyu finally pulled away, but not too far, their lips still so dangerously close to each other.
Sana, breathless, simply stared at Tzuyu, her bright brown eyes, her honey flavored lips, looking sore and messy.