And for Rekkai...Kiss 15?
15. A kiss because I have literally been watching you all night and I can’t take anymore
Being a bodyguard was very boring. Rekke had expected it wouldn’t always be about rescuing Kai from assassins or defending her honor or whatever things knights in shining armor always did in the stories, but he didn’t think there would be quite so much standing around. Even at a formal gala. At least they let him keep his sword; Kiki wasn’t even allowed that. They didn't even let her keep her spellbook.
He stood at her side, just behind her left shoulder, looming--politely looming--as she spoke to heads of state and ducs and kings and queens from all over Eora. They all called her ‘my lady’ like she was one of them, and she blended in so well that even he could almost forget how many times she’d told him she hated this part. The politics, the fake smiles and the platitudes from kith who wouldn’t hesitate to throw her to the wolves to further their own goals. That’s why she needed him here to begin with.
Every politician wanted the ear of the famous Watcher of Caed Nua, promised her empty words and emptier gifts. She refused each one while somehow making it sound like she was honoring them by doing so. She accepted nothing, she promised nothing, she moved on to the next.
And all night, her smile never faltered. None of the nobles could see through it, but Rekke could. Kai’s real smile was lopsided; the left side of her mouth lifted before the right, leaving her looking either playful or sarcastic depending on the situation. The one she wore now was straight, fixed firmly in place and ending long before it ever reached her eyes.
It stayed in place even as kith practically lined up to ask her to dance. He couldn't stay at her side then, obviously, but he stood on the edge of the dance floor and kept a close eye on her. He only had to step in once, with a young nobleman who’d had a bit too much to drink and had convinced himself he might have a chance with a woman like Kai. Rekke wasn't sure if he was intervening in an effort to defend her honor, out of some sort of possessive posturing, or just to keep Kiki from setting the poor idiot on fire.
Either way, at least it gave him the opportunity to cut in line. “May I have this dance?”
“I thought you’d never ask, darling.” The left side of her mouth lifted, then the right, her smile warm and real as she took his hand. The sight of it eased some of the tension from his shoulders. He led her out onto the dance floor and the relative privacy it gave them. “You must be terribly bored.”
He laughed, loud enough that a few nearby dancers turned curious glances their way. “Is it that obvious?”
“Only because I know you.” The way she said it warmed him all the way to his bones. There was no higher compliment Kiki could pay someone than to know them; it meant she thought you were worth the effort to try. “I doubt anyone else can tell.”
“Of course not. I do not think they know I exist, ta?” The only ones all night that had so much as made eye contact with him were other bodyguards.
She chuckled. “Do you want them to? You'll have to talk to them.”
“I would rather talk to you.”
“And I you,” she said softly. She moved a little closer and lowered her voice like she was sharing a secret. “I've been watching you, darling.”
“You have?” Rekke probably should have been embarrassed by how excited he sounded, but he wasn’t.
“Hmm.” Kai had one smile in particular that drove him crazy and she wore it now, a mischievous little smirk that was more of a light in her eyes than it was a tilt of her lips. “You're very good at this.”
“The dancing?” He was, in fact, very bad at the dancing, possessing much more enthusiasm than poise.
“I meant at the bodyguard thing. Is this something you did back in Yezuha?”
“Never.” He didn’t talk much about his home or his life before they met - but then, her stories always started in Gilded Vale, as if her life began at her Awakening. The past was just smoke and misery, better left forgotten. “If you would ask those that knew me, they would say all I did was get into trouble.”
“You do rather excel at it,” she said fondly, even proudly. “One could argue that that’s all we do now, too.”
“That is true. But at least we get paid for it now, ta?”
“Then I suppose you’re just a natural.” Her hand, which up until that point had been properly and precisely placed on the curve of his shoulder, curled affectionately around the back of his neck. “Lucky me.”
He grinned delightedly. “Are you flirting with me, my lady?” Rekke tried to imitate the Vailian accents that most of the nobles had. “My my, how scandalous. What will the ducs think, ta?”
“If they think I care about their opinion of me, then they’re all madder than a Watcher.” Kai grimaced at the turn of phrase, even though she was the one using it. “They could use a little more scandal in their lives, I think.”
“I know a good place to start.” He leaned down and captured her lips in a quick, chaste kiss. Well, fairly chaste. Well, at the very least not an indecent kiss. Mostly. “I have wanted to do that all night,” he breathed when they separated.
“An apparently unnecessary sense of propriety.” He brushed his knuckles across her cheek and she hummed a tiny, happy noise. He bit the inside of his cheek in an effort not to react to it. “You should not have told me this, Kiki. Now I will make a scene at every party you are invited to.”
That smile was back, crooked and wicked and only for him. “Promise?”