Bodyguard Shipping Meme

[vytis]

the bodyguard shipping meme You're a pop star, or a royal, or maybe even the last of your kind who will bring about the Earth's redemption. Whatever the case may be, you're in a position that may be a bit dicey if you attract the wrong kind of attention. And you're a bodyguard, a soldier, a knight - a protector. Somehow, you've been roped into protecting this person. You'll be rewarded, of course. The work may be cut out for you, but just do your job, keep your head down, and it'll go smooth. Except for when the two of you break the bounds of professionalism and feelings begin to flourish. Being in such close quarters may get you to see the other in a different light, and saving someone's life just may be the ultimate form of intimacy. Could this be the real danger? To feel so strongly for the one you've sworn to protect...are you compromised? How to Play 1. Comment with your character and preferences, being sure to put if you want to play the guard, the guarded, or either. Also, you may want to put if you prefer fluffy, angsty, or smutty interaction - or have no preference. 2. Comment to others. 3. There are no prompts, because there are so many potential options there could be a hundred. Feel free to play anything: the beginnings of the relationship, just meeting, getting used to each other/not getting along at first, the obligatory first time, a threat on the protected's life and how their protector responds, how the feelings between the two has changed the protection, etc. Your only limit is you.

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[vytis]

Whether or not Poland was intending that to be taken seriously--well, Lithuania was a serious person. "Ehhh? But you can't be killed like that?"

Still, the idea was unsettling. Lithuania's hand goes to his dagger just to reassure himself it was still there--maybe that's not appropriate attire for this function, but nobody can see it under the cloak, anyway, and he didn't feel right at all going completely unarmed.

[notyetlost]

"Okay that's true." Poland moves to undo the clasp, attaching him to his cloak. He drops to the ground pretty gracefully. That cloak is probably staying in that tree for the foreseeable future though.

"However, it would have still been super painful for me if I'd stuck around. Maybe even agonizing." Poland brings a finger to his lips, shushing Lithuania gently. "Maybe we should get some distance from here? Til it's safe or something."

[vytis]

"O-okay?" Poland does have a point that it wouldn't be pleasant. Lithuania glances up at the cloak in the tree, but it's not the first time since Lithuania met him that Poland has gotten something stuck in a tree. "I wouldn't want anything to happen... But shouldn't we let someone know?"

[notyetlost]

"Do you really think I would just up and leave something as important as this without telling anyone first?" Poland asked, incredulously. "Obviously someone knew, how easy do you think it would be for the Kingdom of Poland to slip out entirely unnoticed?"

Poland patted down his side, looking quite pleased that the bottle of wine he strapped to his waist didn't break in the scuffle.

"I can't believe you didn't know though, I thought for sure you were following me because you wanted to protect me from harm. You know. All chivalrous and charming and the like. I mean I couldn't be in safer hands than yours, right?"

[vytis]

Lithuania was actually pretty sure Poland could sneak away unnoticed whenever he wanted, considering how often he vanished when he was right next to Lithuania. He sets that issue aside, though. Lithuania isn't conceited enough to believe himself to be some sort of impassable barrier, but still, even if Lithuania didn't know what was happening, he did still want to keep Poland from getting hurt. He still tries to puff himself up a little and look a little more imposing.

"I was worried you were going to get hurt climbing down the tree," Lithuania said--and considering Poland did fall a little, that was entirely reasonable! "But, ah, now that I know I can keep watch for anything else, too."

Is that really charming? Lithuania feels pretty hopelessly out of his element when it comes to that sort of thing.

[notyetlost]

"You must have um. You know." Poland flapped his wrist as if it would help him grab the words out of the air, "Some sort of an innate sense for this danger thing."

Poland should probably feel a bit of shame for abusing Lithuania's trust like this. He definitely doesn't, but he probably should.

"Come on. We'll just disappear for a few hours and come back when they give word. It'll be fine." Poland reached for Lithuania's hand, moving to pull him away into the cover of darkness. "I know a place no one will expect me."

[vytis]

Lithuania took hold of Poland's hand. It shouldn't feel odd, but it still did, just a little. They were married, so it probably shouldn't, but--it was still--well, right now it's nothing. He lets Poland lead him along. Now, though, he's alert to the darkness. It doesn't seem like anyone else is around.

"Alright, if you know somewhere..."

[notyetlost]

Poland laced his fingers between Lithuania's and tugged him along a familiar stretch, ending up deep in the rye fields. Poland's much softer hand gripped by Lithuania's, probably proved his point.

"Ta daaaaaa."

Dark. Engulfed by tall waves of rye. Poland was sure that no one would find them for hours.

[vytis]

Lithuania was trying to figure out what kind of place was near the rye fields when they just stop in the middle of them.

"Here?" People could come from any direction here. Of course, it is true that it's hard to find anyone in the fields, as long as they're quiet. But keeping Poland quiet... "Wouldn't somewhere inside be safer?"

[notyetlost]

"I mean maybe but they'd expect us to go for something like that. Here it's like. You know. Just questionable enough that they wouldn't consider it?" Poland flopped down, splaying his arms out into the rye. "Like in chess, when you have to be totally unpredictable to keep the other guy on his toes."

Poland looked up at the sky with a grin, watching the stars twinkle in the distance. This was so much better than that stupid, stuffy party.

[vytis]

Lithuania doesn't sit down in favor of watching and listening around them. He's as sure as he can be that they're alone, but that's not a guarantee. "You're being too casual about this."

[notyetlost]

"Am I?"

Not heeding Lithuania's criticism in the least, Poland moves to pull out the bottle of wine and the assorted snacks he smuggled from the party on to a handkerchief.

[vytis]

Lithuania's on alert enough to notice the movement immediately. "Is that wine? Poland."

Poland is, ironically, treating this like some weird rye party, and it's stressing Lithuania out.

[notyetlost]

"Wow these are very clearly our rations, unless you had the foresight to also bring supplies?"

Poland popped a grape into his mouth, patting the space next to him insistently.

"You standing up like that is making it super obvious we're in here. Sit."

[vytis]

Lithuania looks dubious about that rations claim, if nothing else. He does sit down, but in a careful, deliberate way that would allow him to leap up immediately if he needed to. "Just don't eat and drink everything all at once."

Of course, at least if Poland eats, that would make sure he didn't start shouting or anything.

[notyetlost]

Poland grins as Lithuania obliges.

"I wouldn't do that. See?" He holds out a grape for Lithuania, between his two fingers.

"Now say, ahhhh."

[vytis]

Lithuania can feel heat rise to his face immediately. "Is it really the time for this?"

[notyetlost]

Poland awkwardly pauses for a moment, the grape hanging heavy in the air between them.

"Ah... did you eat already or something?"

[vytis]

"Ah, no, but--" Lithuania flusters; why does he feel like he's the one who did something wrong? "I mean--we should stay vigilant, right? But, I mean..."

[notyetlost]

Poland feeds off Lithuania's discomfort and mirrors it back. Maybe being out here, alone, together? This is too intimate somehow? He guesses. Probably? He thought it was funny a moment ago, but he wasn't sure anymore.

"Oh. Uh."

Were grapes always this heavy? Does he drop it? Hand it over? Should he have just eaten it?

[vytis]

"Um, well, um--" He's really not good at this! But Poland is obviously upset with him! But he can't just tell Poland to go ahead, that would be weird. Or wouldn't it be, since they're married? No, he's sure that now it's been too long since Poland held it up, it would definitely be weird! But what does he do now?

Finally, Lithuania just grabs the grape and puts it in his mouth himself.

[notyetlost]

Poland exhales with a breathy laugh of sorts.

He has never been more relieved in his entire life to watch someone eat something before.

"You like it then? Er. The grape?"

[vytis]

Poland's apparent relief spreads to Lithuania--of course, for Lithuania, that just means he now looks incredibly serious about this grape-eating process, like there is definitely a way to do this right and he is going to do it. But he does nod.

"It's good. Thank you."

[notyetlost]

"So severe." Poland stretches his limbs out into the air, before falling backwards to lie down. Then again he did make the whole situation as dramatic as possible. He'd probably take this more seriously if it were real.

"You probably have a lot of experience in this, huh? People coming after you, what with that whole pagan thing."

[vytis]

"Mostly the Teutonic Knights," Lithuania says, and the reminder of that particular thorn in his side only makes Lithuania's face look even more severe. "But it's a little different when it's him than when it's an assassin."

[notyetlost]

"Oh yeah?" Poland grinned, simultaneously pulling the cork out of the bottle of wine with his teeth.


"Don't leave me in the dark. Tell me how you'd kick his butt and then tell me how you'd beat on an assassin!" He liked when Lithuania told stories, it meant he didn't have the burden of coming up with things to say to him.