u know that gorgeous and underrated plot where one of the muses is being hunted down by bad guys and the other muse either volunteers or gets assigned to protect them and they go into motels and safehouses and maybe there's only one bed and maybe they have to kiss to hide their faces and maybe many things happen of shippy and angsty varieties? i gotchu.
" we don't have much time. grab and pack a bag; you're coming with me! "
" i'll explain everything once we're on the road. for now, all you need to know is that your life is in grave danger, and i'm responsible for keeping you safe. "
" hey, don't give me that look. nobody's gonna think of looking for us in a wedding suite, alright? "
" jesus, where the hell were you?! haven't i been clear enough? there are trained men whose sole purpose in life is to kill you! "
" you can't just sneak off without telling me, damnit, they could've caught and killed you before i ever knew you left the hotel room! "
" y'know, i keep turning it over in my head, but... i keep drawing a blank as to why they're after you. "
" i'll take the sofa, you take the bed. "
" once we get to the safehouse, i'll teach you how to use a gun. "
" yeah... the movies never tell you kevlar leaves a bruise, do they? you're alright, just keep breathing, yeah? we'll get frozen peas on that once we're back inside. "
" hey... come on now, don't get all upset and worried. it's not my first time taking a bullet. this is nothing, trust me. "
" it's not like i planned this. i never felt a calling or anything. the money was good, i had nothing else, so... being a bodyguard just made sense. "
" look at me... it's my job to keep you safe. alright? part of that involves taking a bullet every now and then. "
" shit, they found us! hey, listen to me. go hide under the bed, alright? take the knife, and if anyone tries to grab you, you make sure they lose their hands. i'm gonna go handle this. just... don't come out unless i say so. "
" that's it. i'm done being cute about this. who the hell are these bastards, and what the hell do they want from you?! "
" you any good with a needle and thread? i, uh... i got a little graze on my back. nothing serious, but still... no time to get an infection, right? "
" you... you're bleeding... "
" shit, no, no no no, keep your eyes on me, alright?! come on, stay with me, i'm not through with you yet. this is gonna hurt, but you need to stay awake! don't go to sleep, you hear me?! "
" thank god... i thought i lost you... you would/wouldn't be the first, you know? "
" hey, come on. we're getting a proper dinner, not microwave burritos again. grab your coat; you just survived the first week of being on the run, you've earned a little treat! "
" can't sleep, huh? i get it. the adrenaline, the nerves, sleeping in a strange bed... i'll stay up with you a while. talking kinda helps when you're trying to go to sleep... "
" so... we're gonna need to kiss. i know, i know, but they're headed our way, and it's just for a few seconds, and then we're gonna be in the clear, we can stop and forget it ever happened. deal? okay. come here. "
" next time... if there is a next time, we kiss, i want it to be real. not because our lives are at stake. "
" no, i don't usually kiss the assets... usually i just turn around and cause a diversion so we can escape. i guess you must be special. "
" you realise it's ME that takes the bullet for YOU, not the other way around... right?! "
" hey, hey! take it easy... it's okay... you're safe, alright? it's just me... you had a nightmare, but it's okay. i got you. we're safe now, nobody's gonna find us tonight... "
" so... did you always know you wanted to be a bodyguard? "
" this is your job? you get paid to risk your life to protect mine? "
" i don't need a babysitter! certainly not an armed one! "
" i'm sorry for dragging you into this... you could still go. they haven't seen you, they don't know you were helping me. i don't want you getting killed for trying to help me. "
" yeah... that kiss wasn't to protect our identities... "
" who are these people, and why the hell are they chasing me?! "
" no! i'm not going anywhere with you! not until you explain to me what the hell's going on! who are you?! who were those guys shooting at us?! WHY are they shooting at us?! "
" it... i guess it wasn't real before... but now? i mean... i/you just killed a man... "
" ...they're not gonna stop looking for me until i'm dead. are they? "
" i guess you wanna know why they want me dead, right? "
" you get that scar from helping other people like me? "
" i can't... i won't be the reason you get killed. i won't have it. you deserve a long and happy life, not one stuck in a motel room with me until one of us gets killed. "
" i'm sorry for losing it earlier... i'm just not okay with the idea of you putting your life on the line for me. "
" you... you're bleeding... shit, that was what i heard, wasn't it?! that was meant for me! you took a bullet for me?! "
" they'll never stop hunting for me! you know that! so go! just go! save your own ass, and go! "
" quit following me! nobody else is going to die because of me! "
" so... this is what a safehouse looks like. "
" i don't think a starbucks gift card and a thank you note can really repay you for protecting me for... well, for god knows how long. "
" ...how long's the longest you've been on the run with a person for? "
" you must have a family though, right? do they know about what you do? "
" woah... hey, now, take it easy, it's just me. i'm sorry, i forgot the knock... i wanted to grab you some breakfast from that IHOP across the way... "
" you must get so lonely on this job... "
" no, no... um... w-we could share the bed. right? i'm... i sleep easier when... when there's someone around. "
" wait, don't go! please? i... i don't want to be alone... "
