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Just Thena watching Gil work whenever he doesn’t look at her and noticing all the sweet things about him.

For the bodyguard one! A little analysis from Thenas view

"We're coming down the walkway now. I need all hands up."

Thena kept her eyes on Gil as they prepared to exit the show venue and make their way back to their ride. He was communicating with the rest of the venue security so they could be ready for people rushing the barricades, maybe even reaching out.

Gil didn't look back, eyes on his job as always. But his hand reached out behind him. He even wiggled his fingers slightly, "ready?"

Thena smiled, coming up behind him and slipping her hand into his, fingers interlocking together. "Ready."

Gil rolled his shoulders, his whole form seeming to become broader as he prepared for the journey. "Just stay close."

Thena was completely tucked into his back as she followed him out to the uber. Most would follow more loosely, wave and smile, maybe stop for a picture if there was time.

She wasn't most. And those who came to see her forgave her for that. They forgave her many anxieties and flaws and habits. She all but hid behind Gil's back and under his elbow as he led her through the parted sea. She did manage a little wave from behind his arm.

The crowd screamed their adoration.

Gil chuckled in front of her, only audible over the screams because she could feel his talking through his ribs. "You're feeling outgoing tonight."

She gripped the side of his suit jacket. She was feeling bold from within the safety of his protection. "Maybe."

Gil opened the door to the SUV and ushered her inside, holding her hand as she stepped up into the high vehicle. He spoke into his earpiece again, "we're up and out."

Thena sighed as he shut the car door for her as well, muting the roar of the crowd outside. She watched through the tinted windows as he made his way around the car and to the other side. Once he was inside and seated next to her, she truly relaxed.

Gil let out a groan, loosening his tie and pulling his earpiece out, "what a night."

"Hm," Thena hummed in faint agreement, eyeing him as he undid his suit jacket as well. She was not the only one finally able to relax now that they were away from the crowds. "Successful, I think."

"I'd say so," he gave her a lazy grin before leaning forward in his seat to grip the headrest of the driver in front. "Still on for our deal?"

Gil always paid a premium rate for the ride service to be completely private, no cameras or footage of any kind, and to take them through a drivethru of their choosing.

He looked over at her, "still want burgers?"

She nodded eagerly, desperate for something hearty and that would definitely put her right to sleep after eating it too. She started combing her fingers through her hair as they changed route, Gil muttering their order to the driver and handing over cash for as anonymous a transaction as possible.

He leaned back into his seat once he was satisfied his instructions would be followed. He ran a hand through his hair on one side and wordlessly extended the other hand towards her.

She smiled, unclipping her various accessories and jewels to give to him. He always did this for her, slipping them into his pocket to keep them from suffering her fidgety hands.

Gil slipped her jewellery into the breast pocket of his jacket and pulled out two phones--one for him and one for her. "How you feelin'?"

"Hm," she sighed again, the adrenaline leaving her and quickly being replaced with exhaustion. "Positively, I think."

He smiled at her too, taking the time to actually look at her despite the hundred and one things that were part of his job even now that the show was over. "That's pretty good, for you."

He knew how negative she could be in her own opinions of herself. He looked down at his phone, probably letting Kingo know that they were on their way home without incident. Tomorrow, if not the next day, they would have a meeting about the reception of this show as well as the next planned one.

Thena settled into her seat again, although she got the chance to admire Gil on his side of the car. She was buckled in properly to her seat, but Gil was somewhat seated between the other window seat and the middle hump. It wasn't that he didn't believe in seat belts (he did, very strongly in fact). But he knew that she liked him a little bit closer, just in case she reached out for him for whatever reason.

Gil was busy doing any number of things, working away so she could have the charmed, royal treatment she was used to--being driven around, food bought for her, escorted everywhere like a princess. If she was feeling whiny enough, Gil would even carry her.

He often carried her.

And maybe she would feel bad or embarrassed about it, if he weren't so damn sweet. He never complained, never told her she was too much, or being a diva. He always excused that she was tired, that she was exhausted and her social battery was way too small for the world of performing. He forgave everything the fans did and more.

He was handsome.

She wasn't ignorant to it. It was just that she didn't always have time to really admire it when they were dashing from one place to another. But in these moment, when it was - more or less - just the two of them, she could. The streetlights passing outside gave him a very nice silhouette, and by the end of the night he had a little scruff coming in already.

Thena scooted closer to Gil and closer to the tinted window as they pulled up to the drive thru--less chance of being seen and recognised.

Gil allowed it, even wrapping his arm around her and moving her as close to the shadows as possible. The driver did their part, speaking plainly and handing over the cash for the order. Thena had her face pressed into Gil's shoulder, just in case.

It was a good thing he smelled nice.

Once pulled away, the driver handed the bag back to them, still not speaking directly to them (as per the agreement). Gil opened up the bag and pulled out a fry, holding it up for her.

She gleefully took the limp shoestring fry between her teeth, munching on it. They could just eat it in the car, but she liked it most when she could enjoy it in the comfort of her penthouse with him.

Gil kept feeding her fries, probably from his order so she could still have all of hers when they got home, too. "Good?"

She nodded, giving him a smile despite her mouthful of potato. He grinned back. He had a beautiful smile.

In no time at all, they were back at hers. Well, they were on the street behind the garage of her building. They simply used too many ubers to let people drop them off actually at the front door of the building. Even without knowing which unit was hers, the risk was too high.

"Thanks," Gil nodded to the driver as he got out first. He walked over and opened her door again, "ready?"

Thena smiled, slipping out of the car with Gil's hand to support her yet again. He even held her waist in the short distance of her butt leaving the car seat and her heels touching the street. "Thanks."

Gil shut the car door and held her as the uber left them in the somewhat approximate location for dropoff. He always waited until they were completely out of sight before leading her into the parking garage. "Okay, lets get you home."

Thena just sighed, leaning into him.

He peeked down at her, "you want a lift?"

"No, it's okay," she mumbled, looking down at the bag of their food in her arms sheepishly. "I can walk."

"I know you can," he chuckled, his hand still at her waist as their voices echoed in the garage. "I'm asking if you want a lift."

Thena stopped and pouted faintly. He knew how weak she was to that. And these heels were killing her. She looked up at him.

He grinned; he knew she would agree the second he asked it. "C'mere, you."

Thena laughed faintly as he swept her up into his arms bridal style. She was starting to worry that she was carried by him more often than she actually walked in his presence. She held onto the food, "are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure," he assured with a smile, carrying her like it was nothing. He even had the fob to the doors around his wrist so he barely had to move her to get the door open for them. "You keep that food safe."

Thena was long over being embarrassed about being seen on the building security cameras being carried by Gil like a princess. "I keep telling you, you don't have to."

"I know," he shrugged as he stepped into the elevator with her. He leaned so she could press the button for the top floor for them. "I keep telling you that I don't mind."

He was too sweet.

Thena settled in for the long - if admittedly quick - lift ride. She laid her head on his shoulder, listening to the hum of the machinery and the crinkling of their bag in her hands. "You're too good to me."

"It's my job to be good to you."

"You know, it actually isn't," she laughed so faintly it was nearly whispering. "It's your job to protect me, but you certainly don't have to be as sweet to me as you are."

Gil got the look on his face he got when he was trying to laugh off being shy. He shook his head, "call it earning my bonus, then."

Thena rolled her eyes and snuck in a peck to his cheek. "Always going above and beyond for the job."

Gil looked up so she wouldn't see him blushing, but his ears were pink (cute). "Something like that."

#Thenamesh Bodyguard AU #something like that #going above and beyond for her #every time #he carries her because he knows she's tired and her feet hurt #because he knows that all she wants to do is crumble into a heap on the ground #if he doesn't carry her in and set her down on the couch she'll just flop over and lie down and eat on the floor #the first few times they did this that was exactly what happened #he went into her room to lay out the accessories he was holding for her #came back out to find her sitting on the floor eating her tacos #he was like hello???#she just looked at him #her feet hurt #that simple really #to her at least #Gil was like tell me if your feet hurt that much!!!#he ate on the floor with her that night #and ever since he asks her immediately when they're alone if her feet hurt #no eating on the floor for this icon

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