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Thenamesh Ballerina/Boxer AU
Heyyyy I absolutely LIVE for ballerina/boxer AU
Could you maybe do one where you give a name to one of the mean girls, like create a character y’know? And can these mean girls just consistently get on Thena and Gil’s nerves (similar to the last one) except instead of thena scaring them off, Gil does 😌
I love your thenamesh fanfics btw ❤️
"Knock, knock."
Thena stood from the dressing room chair, flying over to him and into his arms. "Hey."
"Hey," he greeted back just as softly, holding her in his embrace as she sagged against him. She was always exhausted after these shows, and he was very familiar with how it would soak in physically before full realisation hit. "You were amazing."
Thena leaned up to kiss him, purring against him in contentment. "I'm glad you could come."
"Of course!" he laughed as she parted from him just enough to finish brushing her hair. "If I didn't have to pay, I'd be here every night!"
Thena shook her head at him, rolling her eyes in the mirror. "I told Sersi to go on without me."
"Late dinner date?" he suggested as he came over to her again, holding up her coat to slip into. Her arms settled into the sleeves like wings unfurling--so elegant, his Swan. "Or do you wanna just get takeout and go home?"
"Home," she sighed again, turning and burying herself against him again.
He let her, happily taking his time with his cuddly girlfriend. She was really feeling fatigued if she was being all cute and clingy.
"Thee!"
Gil and Thena both sighed at the voice calling and the name it was blaring through the backstage. He looked down at the top of her head, "what do they want?"
"Probably just to harass you," Thena grumbled, just barely pulling her face out of his chest before the door was slammed open.
The usual flock filtered into the room they had already finished leaving a mere half hour before. Lara spearheaded them, as always. "I knew you were dragging your feet."
Thena glared at the much taller woman, holding onto the lapel of Gil's jacket. "I didn't think it was a secret I would be picked up. I hardly asked you to wait for me."
"But it's the cast party, Thee," Lara pursed her lips at her in a unique mix of condescension and disdain. "Everyone's going."
"I'll pass."
"Don't your little ugly ducklings want to meet your handsome boyfriend?" another one giggled from the edge of the room.
Thena bristled, "my goslings are quite lovely little cygnets, it seems. The crowd seemed far more engaged with their piece than ours."
Gil couldn't help but smile; Thena's pride and joy was in the classes she taught. She had no problem denouncing herself and her colleagues if it was in the defense of her little goslings.
Lara rolled her eyes, "kids have it easy."
Gil gripped Thena's hand, hoping to make an escape before he found himself in the middle of another conflict, "sorry, but we were just-"
"You can come too, y'know!"
"It's true," Lara added, leaning a little closer to him (until Thena yanked him back to her side). "Partners are welcome, and I'm sure the girls would just eat you right up."
All the better reason not to go. Gil traded a look with Thena before looking up at the ring leader of the group. He tugged at his already partially undone tie. "You'll have to break the news to them that I'm taken."
Lara - making no progress with Gil - looked at Thena again. "You've got him well trained, huh? What are you feeding him, Thee?"
"Enough."
All the ladies in the room looked at Gil as he dropped some of the usual warmth and charisma he naturally carried. He put his hands in his pockets but looked at Lara head on, Thena still holding his arm beside him.
"Look, I don't care what politics you have going on here," he frowned, somewhat eyeing the passive but complacent posse around them. "But I don't take kindly to people who have a problem with the woman I love."
All ladies in the room practically gasped.
"If she says we're not interested, that's that," Gil continued, moving an arm but only to wrap it around Thena and squeeze her hip. "And I'm not interested in humouring you or anyone else who thinks it's funny to imply I'm not in a happy, committed relationship."
Lara actually took a step back as Gil started leading him and Thena out of the room, past their group of assailants.
"Maybe the partners you have don't know what loyalty really means, but I do." He held Thena on the far side of him, grasping the door to pull it closed behind him with one final glare. "I'm where I belong: with Thena. And I don't wanna hear another word about it."
Thena stared at him in somewhat of a stupor as he pulled the door closed and started walking out with her.
Only once outside the backstage door did he let out an anxious breath. She giggled as he tugged his tie all the way off and fanned his shirt a little. "God, that woman has a mean mug."
"She's not particularly pleasant," Thena agreed as her poor, sweet - non-confrontational - boyfriend gathered himself.
He looked at her with a frown, "is she gonna give you an even harder time next time you see her 'cause of that?"
Thena shook her head, slipping her hand into his again and kissing his cheek. "I won't know until I see her again, and that shouldn't be for quite some time, now."
Gil led her away from the door, looking back a few times to make sure a hoard of angry swans wasn't going to follow them to his car.
"I love you, too."
Gil's head whipped around to look at her. The parking lot lights had a yellow glow to them, and even though there wasn't snow falling into her hair, she was still as breathtaking as she always had been. Her cheeks had a soft pink to them as she squeezed his hand.
Thena let him tilt her head up to kiss her. He nuzzled the tips of their noses together, making her giggle again.
He moved his hand from her cheek to her hair, brushing his fingers through it and moving it over her shoulder in one - hopefully - smooth move. "I imagined that going differently."
"What?"
"Telling you," he blushed this time, "for the first time...y'know."
Thena tugged at his sleeve to hurry their pace along, "you can keep telling me. I'll be quite happy to hear it."
Gil followed her beckoning blissfully, thinking about all the opportunities to shower her with just how much he loved her from now on.
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