Underrated Love

Crowd

They leaned against the firmest statue after running in circles six times over

"Dash it all we're gone!" 

"Sir"

"Gone gone gone!" 

"Sir!" Jeeves' voice cracked slightly as the angered wedding crowd came closer "I apologise for shouting sir... but I wish to say goodbye" Bertie closed his eyes

"I'm sorry Jeeves. I've landed us in the rum haven't I?" 

"No sir" 

"Jeeves. Jeeves you're bally well shaking old chap!" Jeeves shook slightly as if to prove his point.

"I apologise sir I have an ever so slight fear of crowds" He calmed slightly when Bertie's hands closed over his.

"Stop! Stop bally chasing us he's dashed well shaking!" Helping Jeeves up he supported him to the car, leaving the churchyard and holding him when he sank against the car. Holding both his shoulders he looked at his eyes. "Copy my breathing old chap" Deep. Slow. Calm. Jeeves' breathing regulated as his eyes looked up. Bertie smiled slightly. They looked quite...

"Oh no" Not with his valet!