Asa Butterfield Imagines

On Set

It wasn't uncommon for you to cover for your cousin, Alex, at her work when she was sick this time of year, you were off school and usually moped around the house anyway. But, it wasn't like she had an interesting job as a wardrobe stylist. She would often call you after work to complain about the bratty actors that she worked with and the snobbish directors that didn't always agree with her choices.

Today was one of those days that you were filling in for her. She caught the flu over the weekend, and she had just started a position at the movie set for The Space Between Us. You, being a somewhat experienced younger cousin took it on. What could go wrong?

Getting off the bus at your stop, you walked down to the set. You were immediately stopped and searched at security, but you were prepared for it. You flashed the security guards your pass and they let you through. Walking through the sets, you couldn't help but gawk at the massive sets that they had. There were green screens galore and multimillion-dollar equipment that you never would be able to use in your lifetime. That was what you wanted to do, to be behind the camera and watch the action unfold.

"Y/n!" You heard your name being called from the other side of the set.

Looking over, you could see Alex's friend, Emma, waving you over. You had worked with her before when Alex was sick, and you two were close.

She caught you in a quick hug when you got to her. "I'm so glad that you made it!"

You smiled, as you let go of each other.

"I'm glad to be on set again," you said, still smiling.

"Come on, I'll show you to your room," Emma said, turning into a long hallway.

Walking down the hallway, you couldn't help but feel intimidated around the many important people that passed her. She could've sworn that she had seen Joey Graceffa at some point.

Getting to a room near the end of the hall, you read the name on the door. Asa Butterfield. Your heart jumped in realisation; you remembered him from Ender's Game. You had to admit, he was cute then, but you hadn't seen him in anything recent, so you had no idea what he looked like now.

"This is you," Emma said, smiling. "Try not to get too intimidated."

You let out a laugh, giving her a gentle shove.

Opening the door to the room, it was quite dark and it seemed like no one had been there for a bit of time. Turning on the lights, you squinted as your eyes adjusted to the light.

Dropping your stuff on the nearby couch, you knew that time was of the essence as shooting was supposed to begin at around 10 today. Checking the time, it was 9:27. You quickly read over the summary of the character, before sorting through the clothes on the racks. Gardner seemed like the kind of guy that would wear a zip-up hoodie, a t-shirt, and jeans. The modern suburban boy next door. You wouldn't call yourself very fashion-forward, but you knew what looked good and what didn't. You picked out a quick set of clothes, hanging it on a hook beside the racks.

It was quiet in the room until you heard your phone buzz in your back pocket. Pulling it out, you saw that Emma had sent you something. It was a picture of her in front of a pile of muffins. T

hey have muffins! Come get one! The message read.

You pondered the thought. You hadn't eaten breakfast yet, and you didn't know if you'd be eating until the late afternoon. Walking out the door, you made your way down to the mess hall, where there were piles of food galore. You had never seen so much food before. Walking over to the muffins, you grabbed one, the warmth immediately warming up your cold hand.

"Y/n!" you heard your name being called. It was from Emma again. She waved you over to the table she was sitting at that happened to have many other people at it, extras by the looks of it.

"Hey Em," I said, shyly sitting down in the empty seat next to her. You held a conversation with her for a while as you picked at the muffin. When you were done, you excused yourself from the conversation to throw away your wrapper and get back to your room. You looked behind you for a moment, seeing Emma engaging in conversation with some of the others at the table.

You wished that you could be that social adept.

Walking back to your room, you noticed a text from Alex.

How's the first day? ~ Alex

Going good :), you replied

Did you meet Asa yet? ~ Alex

No, you replied back.

:( ~ Alex

You opened the door to the dressing room to a half-naked boy in the middle of the room.

"Sorry!" you exclaimed, quickly closing the door. You could feel the heat rushing to your face from embarrassment as you leaned against the door.

"You can come in," you heard him say with a chuckle.

You sighed, hoping the day would end much sooner. Opening the door, he was in the pair of jeans that you had hung up.

"Sorry about that," you said quietly as you shut the door behind you.

"Don't worry about it, happens all the time," he said, smiling at you.

You gave him a small smile back, maybe today wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.

"Do you know how to put this belt on?" he asked, holding up a long and complicated looking belt in his hand.

"I... ugh. Yes?" you said, unsure of your answer.

"Can you help me put it on?"

"Uh, sure," you said, taking the belt from his hand.

"So, you're Alex's cousin, y/n, right?"

You nodded as you examined the belt in your hands.

"That's a nice name," he said. "Alex talks a lot about you."

"Does she now?" you said. "I hope it's good stuff."

"Always."

You smiled up at him; he was over half an inch taller than you. You quickly got to your knees, your face level with the belt loops, it would make it easier to fix the clasp. As you threaded the belt through the loops, Asa went silent.

"Are you okay?" you said, looking up at him. He seemed more talkative before, was it something you did?

It took him a second to realise that you were talking to him. "Oh! Yeah, I'm alright," he said, quickly. He seemed off.

You nodded, looking back to the belt. The clasp was the difficult part. It required a bit of pulling and fitting together to make it close. As you tried to close it, the belt unexpectedly slipped from your hand, causing your hand to falter, gently grazing Asa's crotch. You could feel the heat raise in your face as you tried your best to compose yourself and quickly get the belt on. It worked on the second try and you quickly stood back up.

"That should, uh, stay," you said, your hands on your hips.

"Thanks," he said, gently flustered.

"Actors to set!" the loud announcement echoed through the studio.

"That's your cue," you said.

"Yup. I'll see you later," he said, turning to leave. As he reached the door, he turned back around, waving to you. You shyly waved back.

As the door closed behind him, you let out the breath you didn't know you had been holding. That was probably the most embarrassing thing you'd done in your life. You could tell he noticed it. Hopefully, he'd forget about it after today's filming. You looked at the time on your phone, just another 9 hours to go.

A/N: Hoped you liked this first part! thanks for reading, and I'll catch you on the flip side! <3