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honnelander · 8 months
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How did Sanji and reader meet the first time? What did they think of each other at first impression 👀?
hmm interesting question! i feel like it would go a little something like this (in my main "mutual pining" series):
You had originally joined the crew back in the beginning with Luffy, Nami, and Zoro when they were going up against Buggy. Since helping them slice that clown pirate down to size, you were a straw hat.
You never particularly had a dream of your own or knew where you wanted to be, but once you met Luffy and his endless optimism and kindness?? You knew it then: you had found your people.
So when did you meet Sanji? At the same time as everyone else, at the Baratie.
After Nami slipped the host some berry to get your crew a table, you all made your way down to the main dining area. Watching Zoro struggle to slide into the booth because of his swords was practically the funniest thing you've ever seen so you couldn't help the laughter that came out of you and in turn, that made the rest of the straw-hats all join you in poking fun at Zoro and laugh your asses off (much to Zoro's chagrin).
"Fuck you guys," Zoro muttered as he gave each member of the crew their own personal death glare.
When the swordsman locked eyes with you for your own personal Zoro Death Glare, you couldn't help but laugh louder.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, everyone's favorite blonde-haired chef was busy making the infamous bluefin tuna special that led to him getting kicked out to wait tables that particular night.
As Sanji put the final touches on his off-the-menu special, wiped the edges of the plate clean, and confidently strode to the front of the line, all while bantering with Patty, he felt on top of the world.
Until Zeff crapped all over his dish and kicked him off the line.
"Fucking old man," Sanji snarled under his breath as he pushed the kitchen doors to the dining room a little more harsh than necessary.
As he walked into the dining room, slinging his suit blazer over his shoulders, he was fuming...until he heard a loud chorus of laughter come from his right. He looked up in curiosity as he buttoned his blazer in the little alcove next to the kitchen and scanned the dining room. Baratie was a more upscale, fine dining experience (especially for pirates), so for a table of guests to laugh as loud as he was hearing was certainly new to the cook. Whoever they were, they definitely must not be from around here.
His blue eyes immediately went to the table nearest to him, table eight, where he had his eyes set on the pretty blonde woman earlier in the night in hopes that she was the one laughing loudly but, no she wasn't. When he took the plate of pastries and took a few steps into the dining room, he heard the laughter towards his right and immediately looked that way with a cool gaze.
And the sight he was met with nearly took his breath away. At table ten, he saw the most gorgeous woman he'd ever seen: you. There you were, sitting there at the table, laughing your ass off at the green-haired guy next to you, laughing so hard you were hitting the table with your fist, not a care in the world. It looked like everyone else at your table was laughing along with you, all except for mosshead (a stick in the mud, Sanji thought with a scoff).
Only one thought occupied his mind now, not Zeff, not the bluefin special, not being kicked out of the kitchen, just: you. You and your infectious laugh.
Everything after that happened in a blur. The two pirates at table eight both stood up enraged, yelling insults back and forth along with threats to kill each other, ripping Sanji's attention away from you and pissing him off all over again.
Could anything go right today?
Once he kicked those two pirates unconscious, he then smoothed out his suit jacket, let out a small exhale of satisfaction, and picked up the plate of pastries again. As he strode over to your table, he put on his most charming smile and placed the pastry plate right down on your table like nothing had just happened.
And to be fair? Pirates fighting did happen all the time, that was just another typical Tuesday night at the Baratie.
But meeting you? That was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and he'd do anything to hear you laugh and see your gorgeous smile light up that pretty face of yours again.
He stared right at you as he said, "Good evening, and welcome to our shitty little restaurant: the Baratie."
At his tone and choice of words, you couldn't help but look at your extremely attractive waiter in surprise and confusion and let out a surprised laugh. Didn't he work here?
He kept going though but his charming smile only widened at hearing your laugh, his smile reaching his eyes as he said, "My name is Sanji. What can I get for you?"
And in that moment, without the other person's knowledge, you were smitten with each other.
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novantinuum · 19 days
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nhfjsdfjnh- rewatching movie clips- and i'm not gonna lie-
steven, i LOVE you, but
"as much as i've looooved dismantling the empire and saving all your planets" is the absolute most FULL of it possible way you could've ever stated this concept
it's probably for the best he stepped the fuck away and didn't "take" the throne as white and the others wanted him to, i really don't think he needed the ego boost
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lenreli · 7 months
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Day 12 - "Don't take me for a fool" [Human AU]
[AO3] Time for more getaway driver Hob & criminal Dream!
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Morpheus enters the garage of the quite ordinary home, looking critically around as he follows the sound of metal-on-metal. Smirking, he finds what he was looking for under a car, legs sticking out. “Hob Gadling,” he intones, relishing as he sees Hob’s leg twitch, the sound of metal stopping as the getaway driver slides out from underneath the car, white singlet dirty with oil as Hob looks up at him, eventually sighing. 
“Morpheus of the Endless,” Hob replies as he gets a towel to wipe his dirty hands, and Morpheus tries to not let the shock show on his face, well-thought out plan disappearing in a puff of smoke. “Congratulations, you know how information gathering works.” Hob sighs and rests on the side of the dark green car he was working on. “Thought I should look into you since the last time,” Hob says with a shrug, and Morpheus scowls, not enjoying the constant feeling of being wrong-footed that Hob gives him. 
Well, maybe he does like it a bit, not that he’d say it. “I,” he starts, and then shuts his mouth as he realises that he forgot what he was planning to say, mind still reeling at hearing his name out of Hob’s mouth. 
“Are you here to kill me, Morpheus?” Hob asks with a tilt of his head, hands going into the pants of greasy blue jeans, and Morpheus can only shake his head. “So, why are you here, then?” 
Morpheus gapes, managing to get his thoughts together as Hob stares at him. “I ― do you not remember?” He asks, baffled and offended. 
“Sure I do. But why?” Hob asks, raising an eyebrow. 
Gritting his teeth, Morpheus salvages some pride to ― give, “because I want more of,” he breathes out.
Hob looks up at the ceiling, then walks towards him with an intensity that makes him step back ― until he hits a car as Hob grabs onto the lapels of his coat. “More of what? A relationship? My skills for only you to use? You’re not the first to do this, you know, so don’t take me for a fool, Endless,” Hob threatens, and Morpheus’s heart beats wildly as Hob lets go, nose scrunching. “Though, if you wanted more of a business thing, you’d kidnap me. Also not the first time.” 
“No,” he chokes out, mind swirling with all that Hob’s given him, “no ― just, a relationship. No strings attached.” 
He’s given a skeptical look as Hob crosses his arms, “and people have used relationships to also try and get information for who I’ve done jobs for, not to mention the last woman I was with I had to kill because she was an assassin with me as her mark,” Hob says, scowling at him. 
“You could just say no,” he says, and Hob raises an eyebrow, “truly. I do not care for ― whoever you do jobs for, I just,” Morpheus takes a deep breath, steeling himself, “I want you.” 
This time, Hob is the one who opens and shuts his mouth, looking even more confused. “I’m so used to people in our line of work just,” Hob gestures, as if Hob’s lists of what’s happened to him is in an itemised list in the garage. “You’re insane.” 
“So people keep saying,” Morpheus replies, sighing deeply as he steps forward, taking Hob’s grease-stained hands, “I noticed you didn’t say no.” 
Hob stares down at their hands, looking even more perplexed, “I don’t think I’m ready for a relationship right now. Sex, fine, but emotionally?” At this, Morpheus laughs, the sound horrible and braying as it echoes throughout the garage. “What?” 
“You forced me to reveal emotions I’d rather die to even speak, but you’re not the one ready for emotions,” he says, biting his lip to stop his horrible laughter. “I would be fine with that.”
“You are insane,” Hob says, something like awe in his voice ― though, Morpheus can’t think further on it as Hob moves forward, hands cupping his face as they kiss, nails trailing down his neck as their bodies press together, Hob’s body scorching against his. 
“Our jobs have nothing to do with this,” Morpheus breathes, cupping Hob’s clothed cock in one hand as Hob moans, the other’s stained hands quickly going to tear Morpheus’s pants open. 
“That’s the most sane thing you’ve said since you came here,” Hob mutters against his lips, and Morpheus whines the coolness of the car behind him contrasts with Hob’s heat, at the feel of rough hands stroking his cock. “Fuck it,” Morpheus hears as Hob bites down his neck, Hob’s other hand trailing up his spine under his shirt, “we’ll see how this goes, I guess.”
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cyberfreaky · 9 months
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hear me out like imagine dilf Jake getting home from a long day and then BOOM 💥 HES FUCKING US 🙏
goodnight
IM HEARING U LOUD N CLEAR. bros been hard as a rock all day & doesn’t even think twice before he’s rutting into you like a bunny 😹😹😹 “yr’ so desperate, aren’t ’cha? been needing daddy’s cock all day?” this old man is HEATED n isn’t stopping until you’ve came at least 4-5 times & ur pussy is pumped full w his cum. “swear, i’ll never get tired of this pussy. so fuckin’ tight.” he’ll cockwarm you for the rest of the night too cause he can’t get over how fucking good you feel, and the way you clench around his cock just makes him wanna pound ur cunt again n again n again 😹😹😹😹😹
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ronkeyroo · 1 year
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friends, Id love to plug in my Ko Fi while I try to sort things out and take care of myself through this sensitive period. I’m determined to keep pushing some work to cover for the medical expenses but any passive income on the sidelines while Im letting my body rest will be a huge help ;; If you enjoy my artwork shenanigans and wanna share some support, feel free to toss a coin or two?
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Thank you for everyone who pitches in, as well as for those who cannot afford to and just opt to share this post around - I’m just glad I can have this space with you where art can carry and support us through as both artist and audience ♥
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doll-elvis · 11 months
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imagine being on back of Elvis’ motorcycle, riding through the gates of Graceland, with your hands on his chest 💫…
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(courtesy of “matt stone as elvis” on yt) @be-my-ally his harley girl vibes 🤭
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potatobugz · 2 years
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hi uh can u draw some, of eridan and kanyaa thank u thanks
ohoho absolutely 😈
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#girl
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iraprince · 6 months
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bahhhh okay sorry 2 make it CALLIST0 tuesday 2 weeks in a row instead of CALLIST0 monday but this update is just ending up longer/more involved than i expected and i'm not getting the panels done tonight!! 😵 it's underway tho and i'm stoked
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like. Nina listens to Taylor, moderately keeps up with the front-facing aspects of her life, enjoys her quality, has her minor critiques, recognizes her place in the current culture, can set her down and do other things when she wants to, and most importantly knows who Taylor is through her art.
#you cannot engage with Taylor completely casually it doesn’t work#you won’t get to know her#you have to let her in. go on a sunset walk with your headphones in and open your heart to her and just HEAR her#and then once you know who she is you can go from there#but there absolutely is this level of refusing to get to know her#and I am truly (once again) not addressing people who have that door simply closed (my mom! my older sister!)#people whose opinions matter so much to me#but I am talking to the people who wrestle and want to love her but actually hate her and idk. I feel that it is something where—-#well it’s like people isn’t it. you have to get to know her without judgment#and without bias#you have to know her FROM her#(which does not involve Easter eggs OR celebrity headlines if you hate both of those things#and then if you don’t like her you do in fact have to leave without making that other people’s problem#especially Taylor’s!#I am thinking of this girlboss journalist who wrote a piece on Taylor the other day#that was LIVID with Taylor for sharing only positive reviews on her insta story#(as is not only Taylor’s right but literally normal behavior??????????)#and was practically foaming at the mouth about how Taylor’s level of power was getting scary#and it’s like. I’m so sorry for swearing but BITCH#a lot of the numbers are out of Taylor’s control and also NOT REAL. Taylor also DESERVES her success and is simply doing her job very well#and riding the waves of virality she knows how to create in ADDITION to that#also stop worshipping power and money!!!! the way you clearly do!!!!!!!#Taylor is not doing anything with it except her job!!!!!!!!!!!!!#she is also CLEARLY a human being who suffers#SEE HER AS SUCH#and end it THERE#INSANE#turning off reblogs for this one#because I have gotten carried away but wow
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crumbleclub · 10 months
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They can talk, in death. Evan has questions. He wants to understand; he needs to know the whole story in order to process and heal. He needs to know why Mike was the way that he was to understand that it wasn't Evan's fault; and he wants to know what happened after he died, what it was like.
Michael wants to answer him. He wants to help; he's obligated to help, after everything he's done to Evan. He prepares his story, opens his mouth to speak...
And nothing comes out.
In which Michael threw himself to the wayside when he decided to save them, so much so that he isn't ready to talk about his own trauma after he dies.
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angelsdean · 2 years
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i think dean is someone who really panics when he the people he cares about aren’t in his line of sight / presence. like watching people leave (not even in the dramatic sense, like. just leaving the house / where he can see them) freaks him out. he’s gotten used to masking it really well at this point so like. no one knows but it manifests in little controlling actions and anger which obvs is annoying to other people like dean NEEDS to know where sam is going when, when he expects to be back, he NEEDS cas to check in when he’s gone for longer than a few hours and it’s yes, deeply rooted in his abandonment issues but also. extremely rooted in his fear as a child that whenever john walked out the door might be the last....like he literally was a little kid waiting anxiously and scared shitless for his dad to come back from hunts, knowing that it was very very possible he might never come back. like kid dean has bobby and pastor jim’s numbers memorized and knows that if john’s not back / doesn’t check in after three weeks (long, long after the grocery money has run out) he’s supposed to call them. anyways. yeah...so dean seeing someone walk out the door. instantly flooded with anxiety and freeze response 
#which is partly why. 'i didn't stop you i just let you go' bc like. he was frozen he was angry he was panicking !!#thinking like. oh god he's leaving oh god what if i never see him again he's leaving for good he's not gonna call he's not gonna check in !!#but yeah so like. in general tho he's really really a control freak abt knowing where ppl are#when people don't check in he gets. SO mad and most of them don't get it bc of course dean WILL NOT explain it#he doesn't even really fully understand it himself bc obvs he's never sat down and analyzed the inner workings of his mind lol#but yeah like sam especially gets so annoyed and thinks its like. a controlling older brother thing#cas doesn't get it for a long long time bc he doesn't think anyone would ever worry abt him :(#but once they get together he always always checks in!#the one time he forgets bc he got caught up chit chatting with one of the vendors at the farmers market....is catastrophic#like dean's worried out of his mind blowing up cas's phone (which died bc he was taking so many videos of jack at the petting zoo)#dean would've come to the market but he wanted to work on restoring the barn#anyways so like. yeah he's freaking out jumping to the worst case scenarios thinks something terrible's happened to cas and jack#when they finally walk thru the door at like 6pm dean starts sobbing and wraps his arms around his family like. why why didnt u call?#he's both sad relieved and a lil pissed like. obvs logically he understand once cas explains but he's still like.#channeling some of that fear into anger bc it's a hardwired habit he's still struggling to break#so there's a bit of grumping and cold shoulders while he's making dinner but then once they all sit down together he's like. i love you#got carried away w these tags whooops#dean studies#vic.txt
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scattered-winter · 1 year
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aough I'm actually going so insane about peter/caspian again
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hauntingblue · 25 days
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Strong world is the nami and luffy twins manifesto written by oda this is my one piece.
You see luffy's finishing attack with his giant hammer being fueled by lightning which is nami's main weapon with her clima tact and she even made the guy steer the islands towards the cyclone so even if the lighting isn't produced by her the lighting is provided by her either way so luffy AND her finished that guy and even luffy attacked after nami announced how he will lose which also means nami knew and trusted luffy to end him after that and of course he did and
Oh my god luffy making nami explain herself about the message he left on the tone dial and being pissed that she didn't trust him to save and protect her but he got so mad and didn't hear the whole message and she asked luffy to save her omg....... she knew after all that they will come and win..... I love this ending I am going to walk into the sea now goodbye.
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Why are whitebeard and ace on the ending credits I already cried. Watching aces part again cause he looks so good. Hello alive dead wife
#the animation in this one..... hell yes.....#img little luffy i missed you!!!! robin doesnt look like herself in this one and franky doesnt have his voice 😞😞 what a disrespect in his#first movie appearance....... franky i will avenge you. your fit is hard tho. well his voice could be his va with a cold. its weird#why is brook smoking a blunt ajdhsksj and sanji tease......#the 3d is too good here.... and someone wants nami bc of her abilities instead of like well everything else.... i might accept this#sanji going insane ajdksjsk zoro what are you wearing on your head......#love the duck following nami like well a baby duck... omg i thought if the duck electrifies the animals in the water nami is fried too#and indeed he was i didnt expect it to follow logic ajdhsj nami found luffy of course#why is nami on top of luffy ajdhsjs doesnt she trust the bird to fly or what#THE BARTENDER FROM THE PIRAGE RACE MOVIE IS HERE TOO!!!!#nami getting arlong flashbacks but now worse#kinda love the crew being protective over her and not to fall into stereotypes but it goes off every time.... they got her away form arlong#nami and usopp omg...... nami once again sacrificing herself... suffered more than jesus.... also her bracelet... i didnt know that#luffy is so mad.... he gets so mad when people leave.... (he gets sad but ofc he cant be sad so next best thing)#NAMI GOT SICK FROM THE TREES!!!! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!!!#they got changed and everything..... did robin tell them they had to follow the dress code and they all did?? qjsjaka luffys first cape also#luffy that was such a slay. why are they all carrying fire power. he called them a suicide squad... and well a lot of them actually#wasnt expecting this to turn into a mafia movie. surprised luffy knows how to shoot one of those.#nami isnt gonna sacrifice herself luffy said... while she rigs epxlosives in a place she cant move.... luffy she needs an intervention#oh my god. nojiko telling her to have fun.... every time i remember luffy promised gen san to keep her happy i die a little#luffy is gonna get a stroke he is so fucking mad 'nami ill beat this guy and well go back together' ok 🥺🥺#sanji understands perverted gorilla 😭😭#brook got robin instead of sanji.... sick ennies lobby reference bro#also how come franky didnt get his own movie.... like in this one franky AND brook join. confirming my theory that brook doesnt let franky#get confortable in the crew and be with them as the new one for a while bc brook joins immediately after and he doesnt get time to breathe#nami don't cry omg.... she was ready to never see them again omg#i thot nami was gonna electrocute him..... or make him eat the cyclone or smth.... well she said her peace at least#talking tag#watching one piece#watching one piece movies
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the-local-lurker · 3 months
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So, lately I've been interested in the Legend of Zelda and now whenever Link gets a new item and holds it above his head, I'm reminded of when you feed slugpups in Rain World and vice versa
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Just little guys being happy about getting items. I do relate.
So anyway next time I find a green slugpup I'm naming it Link
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vulpinesaint · 4 months
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i'm gonna start wearing catholic iconography for real. i'm gonna start being really insane about catholicism in my day to day life. noooooo you don't understand i mean it for Real this time i've been extremely normal about it so far
#valentine notes#now i know you might think 'hey. bracken rarely even leaves the house without a cross on him. what does he mean For Real'#'bracken is already extremely weird about catholicism in both his behavior and his fashion choices'#yeah. sure. but you all have to understand that this is also me at a Baseline being very normal#which. is not the same as every few months when i get the urge to Practice catholicism.#escaped the 'i need to go to church' urge last summer (barely) but now i am collecting little catholicism items again...#little kitschy gold archangel figurine on my bookshelf. saint sebastian pendant on. only going to get worse#SO bad actually. went 'i should get a little bible to carry around' as i was writing that last tag no you SHOULDN'T#anyway once i find a way to incorporate my gorgeous rosary into day to day life.#SO BAD. BEEN THINKING ABOUT PRAYING THE ROSARY. LIKE AS A HABIT.#anyway saint sebastian pendant never leaving my neck ever again i'm so....#i'm. gonna look like i practice catholicism for real maybe.#this is not a statement that's true because i dress in a manner that is very clearly not Religious Guy.#but like. hey. dkfjgh. if someone showed up in a saint necklace every single day what conclusion would you draw#asking for science#CANNOT wear it to work unfortunately. not cause there's any rules against it but i'm personally not going to bring#religious imagery around the kids. i get away with little cross jewelry nd stuff but like#having to explain to a child what the t on this coffin necklace is. well. i will not be responsible for introducing a child to christianity#anyway who wants to see my saint sebastian pendant :D#catholic tag
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Helloooo! For the bodyguard AU because it’s a very interesting AU!
A few minutes before the show ends Gil goes away to get the car ready. In the meantime the show ends and Thena slips down the last 4 steps from the stairs because it’s gotten wet and nobody noticed it. But she absolutely refuses to get carried from anyone but Gil. And when he comes back and sees the situation he worriedly hurries to her.
It had been raining all day.
Thena always felt bad when the weather for a concert was terrible. She couldn't just cancel a show because of a little drizzle, but she hated imagining people standing around in the cold and the rain to see her, either. She rarely did shows outside for this very reason.
But today was just a few songs, slotted among plenty of other artists. And the rain did shift a few times, sometimes increasing to torrential levels and sometimes dying down to a fine mist in the air.
Either way it was miserable, and Gil couldn't wait to get somewhere warm and dry--get Thena somewhere warm and dry. He nodded to the driver to wait for them as he headed back into the stage structure built for the venue.
"Athena, please, just let us help!"
Gil rushed over, already prepared for the worst. He shoved a few people out of the way, finding Thena seated on the steps off the stage stubbornly, crossing her arms and turning her nose up at those around her. "Thena?"
"Oh thank goodness," a production assistant sighed as Gil pushed his way to the front of the little crowd. "She refuses to let anyone come near her."
"Is that a problem?!" Thena snarled at them. "He's my personal security!"
Gil sighed, kneeling down in front of her. If she was being this cranky and snappy with people, something really did happen. He looked at her and her outstretched leg. He ran a finger over her shin, "you fall?"
Thena's leg flinched as he reached her swollen ankle. "The steps were wet, but I couldn't see it on the black."
Gil nodded, unstrapping her heel and slipping it off as delicately as he would try to unfurl a rose. He held her eyes, "does it hurt?"
"A little," she answered him honestly--more honestly than she had been with anyone else present. She whimpered as he tested her knee.
"Okay," Gil frowned, laying her leg down again. "Might be a sprain."
A stage security guard hovered around them, "I offered to get her to the first aid tent, but-"
"It's okay," Gil offered casually, knowing that Thena had probably hissed and scratched at him like a feral cat at any attempts to come near her. "I've got her."
For all the screaming and acid and vitriol she'd had with the stage hands after her fall, she was calm and almost eager when Gil moved closer. She reached out her arms, looping them around his neck in a very familiar move as he scooped her up into his embrace.
"Y'okay?" he whispered to her as he adjusted his hold.
Thena nodded, burying her face in his neck as he made his way to their ride. She was tired, she was rained-on, she was cranky (embarrassed), and in no mood to be around anyone anymore. "Can we just go home?"
"Fine, but I'm calling Kingo," Gil chuckled as she groaned into the collar of his shirt. "You're getting that leg looked at, Thena."
"It's fine," she whined, only loud enough for him to hear.
"Oh, so I don't need to carry you, then?" he asked with a grin. She kept quiet, tightening her arms around his neck. He tightened his hold on her, assuring her he wasn't about to make her walk any time soon. "That's what I thought."
"It's not my ankle, it's my knee," she finally admitted.
"Smashed it right off the step?" Gil guessed, and received a deep sigh in response.
Thena let him set her in the vehicle, waiting for him to come around and sit beside her as he usually did. It took a him a few minutes, but when he did return, it was with towels.
"Poor thing," he grinned at her as their ride finally started making its way back to her end of town. He scooched over on the leather seats to her, throwing a towel first around her shoulders and then over her hair.
"Thanks," Thena mumbled as he moved the towel around, drying her hair for her both gently and clumsily. "You have to carry me around a lot, don't you..."
"Hm?" Gil tilted his head, peeking at her under the fluffy white hood the towel created for her.
Thena looked down at her hands supporting her on the seat, her thumbs twiddling together anxiously. "It's not exactly in your job description."
Well, no, it wasn't. In fact, his job was to protect her and her space--maintain it, even. It was not actually typical for a bodyguard to have to be so physical with their client, even with the amendments to his new contract about what constituted 'protecting' the client.
Thena pulled the towel back, visibly blushing against the grey backdrop out the windows. "I'm sorry you've gotten so used to it."
Gil blinked. He hadn't expected that. Not that it was out of character for Thena to be worrying about things, but he hadn't thought anything of it. Yes, he had started forgoing the trouble of trying to manoeuvre her at times. And yes, maybe they were both a little too used to - a little too comfortable with - him carrying her bridal style. And yes, maybe it could be considered wildly unprofessional in more than a few ways. And yes, maybe since the whole Eros lawsuit they'd gotten even more comfortable with each other (somehow).
"I don't mind."
Thena looked at up him with a miserable purse to her lips. "You shouldn't have to, though."
Gil shrugged, moving to start braiding her hair over her shoulder. Since they were going to give up on being professional with each other, why not?--at least just in this moment. "Makes my life easier."
"Gil, I'm serious."
"So am I," he smiled, laughing faintly as he said it. She still didn't look convinced. "Look, I've never found myself carrying around my other clients like princesses, I admit it."
Thena stayed quiet, although he couldn't help but think that she looked a little pleased to hear that.
"But my job is to keep you safe, and keeping you close makes it easier to keep you safe," he continued gently, twisting her hair off at the end. "I like it--I like that you've come to trust me so much, Thena."
She tilted her head, admiring the braiding he'd done. "I suppose I hadn't thought of it like that."
"And even if I weren't used to carrying you, you're not going anywhere on that knee anyway."
"Gil!"
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