Bini Imagines or AU's

Macolet

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Maloi sat in the opulent dining room of the luxury restaurant, the soft murmur of conversation blending with the clink of fine china and the scent of gourmet cuisine. She dabbed a napkin at the corner of her lips, wiping away a trace of sauce, and glanced around the room. Her eyes landed on a table three rows in front of her where Colet, her personal bodyguard, sat reading a book. Clad in her usual all-black suit, Colet's presence was a stark contrast to the elegant surroundings, yet there was something undeniably magnetic about her.

A small smile played on Maloi's lips as she watched Colet, her focus unwavering despite the bustling atmosphere. Maloi signaled for the check and discreetly paid for both her and Colet's meals. She relished these subtle gestures of care, the unspoken bond that tied them together.

After settling the bill, Maloi left the restaurant and embarked on a shopping spree through the high-end boutiques nearby. Colet followed at a respectful distance, her sharp eyes scanning the surroundings for any potential threats while giving Maloi the space she valued. It was a delicate balance, one that Colet managed with quiet grace.

As Maloi perused the racks of designer clothes, her eyes caught sight of a white cap. She picked it up, turning it over in her hands, and glanced at Colet. The bodyguard was alert, her gaze moving smoothly from one end of the store to the other, ensuring Maloi's safety without intruding on her privacy.

A warm feeling spread through Maloi's chest. She appreciated Colet's dedication, her silent vigilance. It was more than a job to Colet, and Maloi knew it. She could feel it in the way Colet looked at her, the way she moved, always ready to protect.

After selecting a few more items, Maloi headed to the cashier to pay. Colet approached her, her usual stoic expression softening slightly as she offered to carry the bags. Maloi handed them over, her fingers brushing Colet's hand briefly, sending a jolt of electricity through her.

"Thank you," Maloi said, her voice warm with affection.

Colet nodded, her eyes meeting Maloi's for a moment longer than necessary. "It's my pleasure, Miss Maloi."

As Colet gathered the bags, Maloi took the white cap and gently placed it on Colet's head. The gesture was simple, yet it spoke volumes. Colet's eyes widened in surprise, and a rare smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

"Perfect," Maloi said softly, admiring how the cap added a touch of casual charm to Colet's otherwise formal appearance.

Colet's hand came up to adjust the cap, her fingers lingering where Maloi's had been. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice tinged with an emotion she rarely allowed herself to show.

Maloi stepped closer, the distance between them shrinking. "You always take care of me, Colet. Let me take care of you, too."

The air around them seemed to hum with an unspoken connection, a deepening bond that neither of them could deny. Colet reached out, her hand lightly resting on Maloi's arm. "You do, Maloi. More than you know."

Maloi's heart swelled at the words, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "I know," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.

They stood there, surrounded by the bustling activity of the store, yet in their own world. It was a moment of clarity, a realization that what they had was more than just a professional relationship. It was love, intense and unyielding.

As they left the store, Colet carrying the bags and Maloi walking beside her, the white cap perched jauntily on Colet's head, they both knew that this was just the beginning of something beautiful. The world around them faded into the background, leaving only the two of them, guarded by love.