Gwendoline and Nikolaj had spent hours getting ready. And by hours... that meant Gwen's stylists taking hours to get everything perfect while Nik fucked around in his room until the final hour. He'd popped in multiple times to check on her, bring her food and drinks they'd ordered in before the stylists had even arrived. Every time he entered he was hit with a wall of sound, with a mix of Madonna and strange techno music she claims her friend made - regardless, he loved watching her enjoying herself.
Gwendoline looked incredibly gorgeous. In an Iris Van Herpen dress that looked like it was sewn onto her body, perfectly tight in all the right places, but the sleeves were flowing and ethereal. She loved showing them off, Nikolaj noted, watching her from the sidelines like a love-stricken fool. He loved watching her flouncy hair blowing in the gentle breeze, the way her eyes lit up upon seeing all their co-stars and friends, the glimpses of her long legs peeking out from the colorful fabric. He'd spent far too long feeling the soft, sheer dress between his fingers while they were in the car. Gwen shot him a smile and let him, similarly feeling the satin-like suit he was wearing. Her long graceful fingers ghosting along his knees and thighs.
He couldn't stop watching her throughout all of the pictures and interviews, though he kept his distance from her. Of course they'd been seen together in London but they weren't completely ready to go to any events... together, especially since Giles was still there. He watched her chat with Finn and Alfie, with Emilia and Kit, and even George himself for a short while. Of course they took a few photos together, but went their separate ways as to not look suspicious... but perhaps that made them look even more suspicious.
Nikolaj flinched as a hand grazed his elbow. He quickly turned and expected to be face to face with someone, though his gaze quickly fell down to Peter's level. "Oh, hey."
"God, you are pathetic." Peter grinned at him. "We'll be speaking later, dear brother." He patted him on the back.
"Oh, I'm certainly looking forward to that." Nik jested, though a wicked smile broke across his face. "Though I don't know if you'll get the chance."
"Making plans already?" He laughed. "Well, make it quick. We're down a Lannister today. Lena stayed home, she's ill."
Nik's giddy mood had dampened almost immediately. "Oh. We'll talk later. Now go join that wife of yours." He nudged him in Erica's direction. Peter went and began the long journey of photos and interviews none of them wanted to do, dragging his wife alongside him.
Nikolaj trailed slowly behind Gwendoline and Giles, greeting his friends and acquaintances. A strange bout of sadness was hanging over the large group, but an underlying sense of excitement. It was their last premiere, but they were ready to go out with one final hurrah. Their time all together was waning, the amount of award shows they were attending together was down to a handful. It was truly the end of an era, starting their new chapters in various different ways. But regardless of what uncertainty the future held, Nik was grateful that Gwen wasn't going anywhere.
Gwendoline snuck a glance at Nikolaj over her shoulder, then looked to Giles. "Will you go find us our seats, I'd like to freshen up first."
Giles gave her a knowing look and smiled. "Of course."
Gwen slowed her long strides, letting Nik catch up to her, then leaned in and whispered to him. "Follow me but please, god, don't make it obvious."
Nik only gave a slight nod, the giddy and delighted feeling creeping back up. He had been waiting for another event like this. They had always made time to sneak away, though he had to admit, the after-party would have been easier to pull off. But now he couldn't possibly wait.
