He put his hands on hers, trying to reassure her. "I'm okay. It was just a malfunction. Nothing happened to me!" he said. He worked diligently to loosen her fingers from the tight fist she had made.
She groaned, wiping her tears with one hand. "Good thing it wasn't a skyscraper you fell off of," she sniffed. "On another note, I was ambushed by the assistant director. You didn't tell me people watch me on your set."
He huffed. "I didn't know that. At least he is contributing to your ad revenue."
Katherine smiled a small smile and said no more. She smoothed his hair back, smiling because he looked so vulnerable. Soon, he drifted off to sleep. "Cage?" she whispered. He hummed, even though he didn't seem to be conscious.
"I love you." She leaned down to press a kiss on his temple.
"I know," he murmured and his head turned to the side.
Katherine stifled her laughter.
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