▌Debut ─ Pedro Pascal
▌PAIRINGS ─ Pedro Pascal x Reader
▌SUMMARY ─ You met Pedro through Oscar, whom you had met on set on one of the films you had worked on together. Now in 2023 you and Pedro decide to make your relationship public at the premiere of the Last of Us, however not everyone is happy about the relationship.
▌REQUESTED BY ─ Inhumansx
▌CONTENT WARNING/TAGS ─ Age Gap ( Reader is 28, Pedro is 47 ), fluff, angst, SFW, mentions of anxiety, no use of y/n, established relationship
▌AUTHOR'S NOTE ─ I can not tell you how much I enjoyed writing this. It was so fun to get back to the roots of writing for celebrities. I was thinking of maybe doing a part 2 because I feel that the ending could be further explored. How would you feel about that?
▌WORD COUNT ─ 2.3K Words

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━━━━━ YOU HAD MET your current boyfriend through Oscar Issac. A coworker and a good friend, the two of you worked together on a film that had gotten well enough praise that really boasted your acting career. However while Pedro's family and friends knew about his relationship with you the fans did not and neither did your parents. Correction: you had been hiding your relationship from your mom because you knew how she would act if she found out who you had been dating.

But you were thankful to have Pedro's side of his family and his friends supporting your relationship. You had met Pedro shortly after your 24th birthday. From then on the two of you were inseparable. By your 25th birthday you had officially started dating each other and had wanted to keep it as private as you could. When the both of you had been asked about your dating life you had made it very clear that you both were seeing someone but wanted to keep it as private as you could.

With the premiere of the Last of Us coming up, Pedro really wanted you to go with him, he also wanted to announce to the world that the two of you were together. And you didn't want to at first, afraid of what the repercussions would be when the world and your parents found out. But you know how excited Pedro was about this project and you wanted nothing more to support him like he had done for you even if it had been from afar. And the more you two talked about coming public with your relationship, the more it made you excited about your future with him.

So on the final day he had asked you to come to the Last of Us premiere you had said yes. But here you were sitting on the edge of your shared bed staring down at your shaky hands. You were trying the best you could to stay calm but you were filled with nerves. Pedro had noticed you hadn't moved from the spot on the bed after you had gotten into your dark blue dress, at the top flowers entangled with leaves and vines. The vines and leaves eventually moved down your dress stopping about an inch from the trim of the dress.

Half your hair had been pulled back into a small bun, while the rest had been curled and wrapped around your front and back. You had simplistic makeup on, and not too much of it. Your blue dress was adorned with black heels that tied at your ankles. Pedro walked up to you, sitting down next to you and grasping a hold of your hand. The warmth from his hand allowed you to finally feel some comfort.

"What's going on in that head of yours, baby?" Pedro questioned, a serious but concerning look resting on his face.

You turned slightly to look at the man you loved so much, a smile made its way to your lips and you could finally feel yourself calming down through his touch. "I'm just nervous, that's all." You whispered, as you stared down at your connected fingers.

Pedro leaned over to you and placed a kiss on your hair. "There's no need to be nervous, everything is going to be okay. We're going to have a fun night and not worry about what people will say, not tonight." You gave a nod of your head, feeling that if you talked your voice would betray you in some way. "We should get going now." Pedro stood up from the bed, pulling you with him.

Your smile grew brighter as the two of you walked out of your bedroom and headed for the front door. A car was waiting outside your apartment to take you to the premiere. After exiting the building the car door was opened and you entered first followed by Pedro. Once in the driver took off taking you to the premiere. The car pulled to a stop at the carpet, it was time. Pedro looked over at you and sent a soft smile, the smile of course reached his eyes.

When the door opened he was the first to step out of the back. He waved at the fans and the press, then turned back to the car and held his hand out to you. You took a quick breath in and exhaled it, reaching for Pedro's hand and gripping onto it tightly. but not tight enough that you were hurting him. You placed a smile to your lips once you could start to see the flashing cameras. Pedro pulled you close to him, his hand still connected to yours as you walked on the carpet.

You could feel your anxiety rising inside you, Pedro seemed to sense that he disconnected your hands and placed his on the skin of your back. In a calming motion he started to rub circles on your back knowing that it would help, and it did a lot actually. Then the questions started to fly out of the mouths of the press.

"Are you and Pedro together?"

"How long have you two been dating?"

"What are your future plans?"

You and Pedro knew that they would ask questions about your relationship, but you would ignore them. You would really only answer them, if Pedro was with you and the question had been directed towards you. You still didn't want anyone knowing too much about your life, you liked to keep things private especially when it came to your relationships. There was always a burning fear that once the public found out everything would come crashing down and that fear settled in the back of your head.

As you finished pictures you moved away from Pedro to allow him to get pictures of himself. Eventually the rest of the cast started to arrive as well as other celebrities who had come to the premiere. A reporter had called out to you, and you didn't want to ignore them so you walked over to them with your best smile.

"Hi, how are you doing?" You asked the reporter when you came to a stop.

"I'm doing great. You look lovely tonight." The reporter paused as you gave a nod and a soft thank you to the complaint. "I noticed that you arrived on the carpet with Pedro, is he the person you've been seeing?" You knew the question was coming and you were prepared to answer it. For a brief moment you looked over at Pedro, he was answering questions with a smile on his face.

"I am. We've been together for about 3 years now. I'm very happy with him, I love Pedro so much." Your face practically lit up when you started to talk about Pedro, even the reporter could see it. Sure enough fans who would watch the interview later seemed to notice just how much your face had lit up when talking about Pedro.

"How did you and Pedro meet?"

"I met Pedro through Oscar, who I had worked on a previous project with. Him and I started out as friends, we became inseparable and after my 25th birthday he asked me out and I couldn't say no to him. Well the rest is history as they say."

"Are there any future plans for marriage or kids?"

You felt your breath catch in your throat. You weren't prepared for the question, you didn't even think it would be asked tonight. Your eyes found Pedro's soft brown eyes. He was walking towards you and from the way your face had turned ghostly pale, it seemed you needed his help in a way. Pedro eventually joined your side wrapping his left arm around your back and resting his hand on the front of your stomach. He pulled you close to him.

"I was just asking if there were any future plans for marriage or kids?" The question ran through your head again, Pedro now knew why you had that ghostly look on your face. Neither of you had made it to that point in your relationship. But he knew if he was going to settle down it would be with you, only if you would want the same.

"That isn't something we've really discussed, we're just taking our relationship one day at a time." Pedro answered, recovering for you. You and Pedro thanked the interview and moved on down the carpet heading to the next portion which was pictures. You could hear them screaming your name along with Pedro's asking you for pictures with each other though you were sure they already got plenty of pictures of the two of you.

The next set of words that left some of the reporters' mouths seemed to throw you into a brick wall. They were asking why you had chosen to date Pedro, someone who you were clearly half his age. You should've expected those questions to come up and about at some point in the night. Most of the fans would be more than thrilled that you and Pedro were in a relationship with each other. But there were going to be others who deemed your relationship inappropriate because Pedro was 47 and you were 28.

You pushed through the pictures and ignored the questions that kept pouring in about you too. The last thing you wanted to do was ruin Pedro's night and his success with the show. You were here not to answer these questions, it wasn't your night it was his and you wanted to be the supportive girlfriend because this night was just as important to you as it was to Pedro. So you plastered a fake smile and pushed your way through the night.

When it was finally over and you were back in the car with Pedro, you didn't talk. You couldn't hide your emotions from Pedro, but he knew that it was probably better to talk about what had happened in the morning when the two of you had gotten some sleep. Arriving home you were quick to make it inside and change into some comfy clothes, that included a shirt that belonged to Pedro that was in your shared closet. After you had changed you heard your phone ringing from your bed.

You walked out of the bathroom, Pedro was standing at the door staring at your phone. Your father's face had popped up on the screen and now you weren't so sure that neither of you would get the sleep that you wanted tonight. With a heavy sigh you climbed onto the bed and grabbed a hold of your phone. As you sat down Pedro came and sat down next to you grasping a hold of your hand as you answered the phone and placed your father on speaker. You knew that Pedro wouldn't say anything but you still wanted him to listen.

"Hi, dad." You called out, your voice barely above a whisper. You felt Pedro grip your hand tightly in his hopes it would allow you to remain calm. As of right now Pedro was your anchor, he was keeping you from drifting off into the sea of your emotions that could cloud your mind for days on end.

"Hi, sweetheart. I saw you went to the Last of Us premiere with Pedro. How was it?" Your father asked. You felt some relief to the question that had been asked. He wasn't asking if you two were together because he already knew the answer to it, the only thing he truly wanted to know is if you were happy and safe with Pedro. He looked at you and watched the smile brighten up your face after your dad had asked the question.

"It was amazing, I was so lucky to be able to go with Pedro and see his success. I am so proud of him and everything he's done with the show so far." You looked at Pedro, he was smiling back at you, your words hitting him right where they needed too.

"How long have you two been together?" You weren't sure if you should answer the question given the fact that you didn't know if your mother was listening in on your conversation. She was always a snooper when it came to anything regarding your love life and there were just so many different ways that she would treat this news. She hated the idea of her child being with anyone that wasn't the same age. So you knew if she found out this would be hard for her to accept.

"About 4 years." You heard the gasp on the other end before your father even had a chance to respond to you. The phone was most likely ripped straight from his hands.

"4 years!" Your mother's voice ran through the speaker and the sudden fear that had been pushed down inside you made its rise inside you, you felt yourself become more anxious by the second. "You listen to me, you are going to break off this relationship and you are going to come back home. Clearly moving to Hollywood was not the right option for you."

"Mom, I'm 28. I'm not a teenager anymore you can't tell me what I should or shouldn't be doing with my life." Pedro knew all too well how your mother could act. It was one of the reasons why you had never taken Pedro to meet your parents. You felt that he would get along with your dad for sure, but your mother was just a different story altogether.

"If you do not come home by the end of this week, then you are no longer my child. You don't belong in that world."

The phone call ended before you had a chance to give a response to your mother or even finish your conversation with your father. When the line went dead the tears sprung from your eyes, you knew as well as Pedro did that this was going to be a long week.

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