Kinich stood to the side of the lavish couch you were seated in. His eyes scanned the area broadly, just like the last fifty or so times he's done this. Though the lounge room appeared to be safe, he remained vigilant and weary. For one, it was his job to make sure you're safe. Second... Well, there wasn't really a second. He just wanted to keep you safe.

The moment the job offer came up, he couldn't find it in himself to deny. You were a mainstream idol known for your singing and acting abilities, while he was just a guy trying to make a living for himself. With this job, he gets to feed off of your rich spoils without worrying about life. And all he had to do was keep you safe and out of harms way. Deal.

For a while, Kinich thought being a bodyguard just meant he had to protect you from weird people or crazy mobs. Now, he sees being a bodyguard as more than a physical protector. It's taken on a more emotional tie than he'd like to admit, but he knows that being your bodyguard meant he would protect you from anything and everything. Even yourself.

Kinich snapped out of his thoughts once he realized he was pondering too much. He shook his head and glanced around the room again, though nothing out of the ordinary caught his eye. His gaze fell to you, who was now sprawled out on the couch in exhaustion. You hadn't even bothered to wipe the makeup off your face after the recent performance, nor change out of the flashy clothes. You had simply entered the hotel room and slumped into the couch.

He found himself quickly moving to grab a pillow from the bed, tucking it under your head and lifting it up so that it rested more comfortably for you to rest. A frown was present on his face, but he didn't hesitate to help take the accessories you still wore off. He gently pulled the rings off your fingers, undid the necklaces around your neck, and took out the earrings you had in, setting them onto the glass table in front of the couch.

"Is that better?" He asked in a low voice, kneeling down to the couch where you lay. His eyes bore into yours, a look of protectiveness and concern in his eyes. The emotion was subtle, but the intentions were clear.