Pedro Pascal/Character

Pedro Pascal 3

Requested from Ghost_Guard_13

We meet Pedro on set and it's our first actual acting gig and we can't believe our luck and are a huge fan of his work as well. However after months of shooting, feelings creep up for both of you.

This is going to be on the set for Mandalorian, just so I can use the 'bedroom voice' ;)

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You couldn't believe your luck. Your agent had been trying to find you work for months, and now Jon Favreau himself was on the other end of the line, practically begging you to come and work on the set of a new Star Wars series he was directing. You accepted with very little knowledge, and barely paid attention as he told you about the other cast members, the names familiar but not quite sinking in while you listened. 

The details of your character though, that you listened with intent. A human that works for bounty hunters, good with a knife, not so much a blaster. You were specifically chosen for your role in Warrior Bride. You'd already had training on how to handle the weapons appropriately, and you were a perfect fit, according to both your agent and Jon Favreau. You couldn't believe your luck, and arranged accommodation and flights with your agent, barely able to contain your squeals of joy. 

She was just as excited as you, and for a full minute, you were both just screaming at each other like teenagers. You put your professional hats back on, and discussed your character some more. Apparently she was going to be romantically involved with one of the other characters, and Jenny just wanted to be sure you'd be okay with the intimacy of it. 

You assured her you'd be fine, then hung up, dancing around your home with laughter falling from your smiling lips, a burst of energy humming through you. It was only as you lay down to sleep that you realised you forgot to ask who you'd have to act intimate with. 

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Jenny had arranged everything, and you silently thanked her as you boarded your flight, the cab taking you straight to the hotel, where you didn't waste time making yourself comfortable. An hour later, and Jenny phoned you with a fifteen minute heads up that one of the other cast members were swinging by to drop off a script and run over some things with you. 

It was a little out of the ordinary, she explained, but she had decided it was probably best for you to meet this person away from crowds. She was careful not to mention his name, leaving you to guess as you flung something half-way decent on, comfy but professional, pacing your floor while you waited. 

Your phone buzzed and you scanned the message, an unfamiliar number telling you they were waiting in the lobby. You ran a hand through your hair, then hastily fixed it with a brush, practically running down the stairs to meet this new person. 

You rounded the corner, your eyes falling on a familiar face. You quickly retreated before he saw you. Pedro fucking Pascal!? No wonder Jenny hadn't told you. It was no secret that you harboured a crush on the Chilean-American actor, and had longed to meet him. But you had no idea how you were going to maintain your cool while filming opposite him. Shit! What if he was the one you had to kiss?!

Forcing yourself to breath normally, you rounded the corner, looking around, anywhere but at the broad shouldered man leaning against the wall, his eyes already flicking over your frame, over your face, matching it to an image he had of you in his head from everyone's descriptions of you. He called out your name, watching as a flush grew on your cheeks, your eyes moving to him. You recognised him then. He wondered what you'd seen him in, or if you just knew his face in passing, from TikTok or something. 

"Hey." Your smile was nervous. He guessed at your thoughts. Thinking you thought him to be rude, like so many other celebrities. 

He gave you a warm smile, holding out his hand. "José Pedro Balmaceda Pascal." His words were quick, you almost didn't catch them. "Just call me Pedro."