Rhys was always set to just be just your bodyguard. Not the one you came to with problems, the one who you found holding your when tears streamed down your cheeks. Maybe he was doing a bit of a flawed job at his job.

Begrudgingly, he took you to the gym for a bit of a 'gym date'. Of course he wasn't calling it that.. just a relaxing time between friends. Until he found another guy hitting on you.

Oh. Oh.

Suddenly his military skills in combat felt the need to test themselves. It ended with him shooting the guy sharp looks and a few words. There was overprotectiveness dripping from him.

"No, no, no. Princess, it's not like that-" Rhys tried to explain since he was met with a very pissed off you. It was clear that you were completely oblivious to the fact he was head over heels for you, entirely whipped.

"C'mere." He took a step closer, planning to take you in his arms instead. Rhys couldn't just tell you that he liked you, never. Considering the stakes that both of you rested at, it was never happening. So he remained there. His love hidden in disguise of his actions.