golden rush
description: breaking down your and jenna's golden globe awards
words: ~1.4k
warnings: none?
Sound of black nails continuously colliding with the table underneath kept you on your toes.
Well, it did for the first ten minutes.
Now it's merely a background noise.
Jenna was devoted to the computer screen that was unhealthy-distance close to her face. Folded in the chair, she found strange comfort, with head on her knees and arms trapping them. She didn't move since the nominees broadcast began. With occasional remarks of "ha, i knew it", if the guess was correct.
"You already know you're gonna get it. So stop stressing out. We don't need next 'big thing' retiring early 'cause of stress." You said fully assured.
The obvious success of Jenna's shows, movies, even her appearance brought an enormous amount of spotlight. Less to you, more for her. Although sometimes, with the very few facts known to the public about you, it felt pressuring enough just being by her side. Let alone be in her position.
You can't really wrap your head around how she deals with thousand pair of eyes prying on her daily. Just like vultures circling above her head. It was fair she feels the way she does right now. Nervous, scared, debating if this career was worth it. You did voice the concern, of course. Her answer stayed the same each time. It went like;
"You know, i'm not alone. I got you so it's not that bad as you make it sound."
or
"It's whatever. That's not more important than you."
Maybe if she was less of a hopeless romantic it would be better. But who are you to argue if it keeps her steady? Not that you are against it either.
Still, she was going through a deadly combination of overthinking and overanalyzing. Knowing well how 'Wednesday' skyrocketed, she was a guaranteed nominee for Golden Globe. It appears only you saw it that way. Fully carefree while she was timidly cracking her fingers.
"It's starting, come here." She rushed you to your feet.
Taking a stand behind her slouched form, you wrapped your arms over the shoulders. Giving her excited shake, you said " You are gonna do it. I know it."
"Why are you so sure?" She asked, turning her head to give you a wondering stare.
"I called headquarters. It's all set for your win." Laughingly, you admit the lie.
"Yeah, shut up."
If anyone were to enter your apartment right now, they would do immediate 180. First thing to encounter would be two people in the middle of the room in complete darkness, except the screen.
All ears were on the presenter's voice. Time was closing in. The sacred envelope in his hands to be unwrapped will determine the rest. By how unusually still she became, it felt like hugging a lifeless body.
You closely watched the host preparing for reveal as you angled your face near her ear. Ready to match your own voice with one coming out of speaker. "And the nominees for the category of The best actress in a television series are..."
"Jean Smart"
She sighed with a trace of regret. Her hand lost the grip on you. On the contrary, you weren't discouraged.
"Our next nominee on the list is..."
Aligning your breath, like you knew from beforehand, you whispered "Jenna Ortega". Clearly matching with the presenter, Jenna wasn't sure whose voice she heard until scenes from her own roles were shown. Signifying it was truly her.
Backing up a few steps, you opened your arms and claimed "I told you!"
Jenna was peeking at you through fingers covering her face. A smile she couldn't contain was passing the barrier. It was worth it in the end.
Coming back to where you left, inviting her into an embrace with sheer care. "I'm so proud but you already know that." You refreshed her memory and linked your foreheads together. She had her eyes closed so she had no knowledge of you secretly admiring her.
A romantic moment was cut short by the sound of her phone going off. "You should answer." Hesitant to pull away but thinking of how many people are currently wishing their congrats. You gave her a nudge towards the table.
"I should?" she asked teasingly. Moving away from you, she grabbed her phone and put it on silent. Not bothered with replying. Lastly, exiting the broadcast.
With folded hands, you watched her pace around in overjoyed manner. "First, we will celebrate. Then, you know what we're gonna do?" She asked pointing a finger at you.
Shaking your head instead of saying no, as expected she provided the answer. "We are on a hunt for your red carpet looks."
Not wise enough about what to say right now so you muttered out a confused "Why?"
"You're my date for the red carpet," Jenna told nonchalantly. Making her way over to the kitchen on a mission to grab a drink.
"Oh. No. There's no way i can go Jenna." You pointed at yourself, "I'm not famous. Besides, i can be on the sideline. Cheering on like i usually do on these events."
Half of her face blocked by the fridge door, she raised her voice so you'll be able to hear. "I won't force you but just know i really, really want you to be there in front lines with me."
Slightly taken aback by her statement, it made you weigh out options. How awful could it be? You know Jenna consistently tries to keep you out of the eyes of the media. Maybe you could thank her by being there. However, it's naturally impossible to stay unknown forever. Also, it's her first time on Golden Globe. Your arrival would break the internet definitely.
"I don't know. I mean, those paparazzi, the press. You know how they are the best. They will eat me alive." Letting your worries get the best of you.
"No, no, no." Handing you a wine glass that landed with a quick kiss on the head. "Don't go there. When was it ever important what they think?" she questioned with a heartfelt tone.
Sitting down she pulled the chair closer to you. With her legs crossing she persisted, "I just think we would kill it. Imagine the headlines," as she used her hand to point out in the air, "top ten couples right now."
Rolling your eyes you pushed her backwards. Realistically saying "Mhm, and the next thing you know they break up month after."
Pouring a wine, she gave you a side eye. "Well, if you're serious about not going i'll still have to take someone with me. Emma probably."
She knew what she was doing to well.
With a click of tongue, you gave in. "What's the carpet theme?"
Stepping out of the obscure dimness and privacy of the black fancy car wasn't something you're accustomed to. Shielding your view from the sun and brightness caused by this event. It was overwhelming. Right, no idea how she deals with this regularly.
You'd much rather watch the livestream from the serenity of your home. No need for the first hand experience but it is what it is.
Grabbing Jenna by the hand so you can secretly confess before all the high-end equipment and lunatic lip readers are on you.
"I'm not made for this Jenna."
Beaming at the sight of you, she fixed accidental wrinkles of the dress. "Me neither but we'll be fine. If it gets too much we'll step aside like i promised."
The lady led you down the arranged route that was getting more frantic with each step. Cameras were piling up just like people, staff, and press did.
Jenna's name repeatedly called over was more prominent now that you're closer to the center. Here and there you could point out your own.
"Wait, hold on." Her voice was barely registered by you thanks to shutters setting off. She reached for you to let an offer out there.
"Since we talked about edits you watch nonstop, you know what we could do?"
The distracting sounds and cheers grew stronger which added to the thrill.
"You would never do that Jenna." Thinking she's brought up the plan you made while you were drunk at home just to get a kick out of you.
She did to your surprise. The brief action of drawing you in for a kiss in front of the mass suppressed everything that made you upset.
A lover's smile spread from left to right made the room spiral into madness.
"We really did it."
"I won't let them get used to this, don't worry. I got you," she pledged connecting your arms as one.
You were, without a doubt, a topic of the day.
notes: listen there was this lovely heavenly idea but did i write it out good? not really, this looked 10x better in my head but if u still read it i owe you 🖤💌
*kept writing golden globus instead of globe, i hope i fixed all of it
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