Finnick: Awkward? Angry? Fiery?
Gazelle: Muy Caliente. *Chuckles*
Finnick: A lot of my time working as Gab's undercover bodyguard is strictly confidential. Even if her stalker is behind bars for life, it's...still considered too recent and too...ugh...how do I explain? It's like, it maps out a lot of the security standards in place to protect Gazelle, so it can't be made public for that reason. So we have to be careful with...how we retell it...
Gazelle: Basically Mi Pequeno Amor had been my guard for a few months by that point. And he was very...well, he started to be very...how do I say this? Telling me how things were 'going to go' when it came to my security.
Finnick: Because you were being too lax with your fans! Letting them get too close! *Pfft* We still barely had an idea of what that nutcase looked like and you were just letting every fan of yours within box-cutter swiping range!
Gazelle: I refused to punish the rest of my fans for the actions of one!
Finnick: Natural selection at its finest folks!
Gazelle: *Waves a dismissive hoof at Finnick* Ay, Pequeno dictador!
Finnick: It wasn't like it was a permanent requirement! Just until we caught the guy!
Gazelle: *Rolls eyes* We're just back in the same argument again. So overprotective...*Giggles*
Finnick: Of course I was! It was my job and...well...
Gazelle: After he caught me hugging two fans and posing for a picture, he shut down the fan event, and we got into a heated argument in my dressing room, during which my Pequeno Dictador decided he was going to 'set the ground rules'. *Scoffs* Like I was a little faun again being dressed down by my father.
Finnick: And when she pointed that out to me...well... dug myself a deeper hole.
Gazelle: "If you're going to act like a kit, I'll damn well treat you like one!" *Shakes her head dismissively.* So much anger, so much of compensating, eh?
Finnick: I'm small! Of course I need to overcompensate! *Laughs*
Gazelle: *Chuckles* At least you can admit that now.
Finnick: I made it worse by calling her a fake activist, among other things, telling her a temporary suspension of all that virtue signaling with her fans was more than worth keeping her alive in my eyes...even if I knew better by then...or at least, had seen enough working under Gabby to know I had her pegged wrong...and to...well, start feeling things.
Gazelle: And the more heated we got, the more we drew closer to each other.
Finnick: Voices getting louder, bodies getting closer... until I'm standing on her lap, right up in her face. I think the last thing I said was something like..."I'm not losing my job over you, if you got a death wish, you can make it happen when the case is wrapped!" Or something like that.
Gazelle: Followed by "Gods, why is it that one of the few good ones has to be so damn dumb!" *Snickers* I think that's the best backhooved compliment I've ever gotten.
Finnick: I think you said as much...something like "How can such a little mammal be so mean and so kind at the same time!?"
Gazelle: *Laughs* Something like that...
Finnick: Then we were just glaring at each other, panting and staring daggers until...I guess...I dunno...all that anger and arguing just forced something to the surface I was trying to suppress...
Gazelle: We both were, for...different reasons...For you, it was not letting any sort of emotional attachments get in the way of your job...and for me it was...
Finnick: You were afraid I'd think you easy...as loose as I assumed all pop star celebrities were.
*Gazelle nodes, frowning softly.*
Finnick: But then...it just...one minute we were glaring daggers at one another, the next we were deep in each other's muzzle...
*Gazelle begins to blush, wafting a hoof near her neck as if trying to cool herself off.*
Gazelle: Muy, Muy Caliente. *Giggles* We tried to stop ourselves but...the passion was too great. We blew through our first kiss, and all the bases before we could even begin to get ahold of ourselves...
Finnick: *Chuckles* I don't regret it...I regret how we got there, but not what happened...
Gazelle: I wouldn't change it for the world Mi Pequeno Amor. For all the harsh words, it...it got us to our happiness...
Finnick: Things were a bit complicated after that, both of us still processing our feelings, and what we did...but we...we figured it out.
Gazelle: And in the end, it was for the best...still is...*Kisses Finn on the top of his head.* Te amo Mi Pequeno Amor...Te amo...
Finnick: Te Amo to you too...
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