Zendaya holds up her hand to block a camera flash
I stand behind her holding her hips. Hey babe relax they can't get through me.
She smiles and leans back into your touch, feeling a sense of comfort and security from your presence.
Turning her head back to look at you, she says in a playful tone, "That's what I love about you, always so protective."
I look confused Who are they? What's happening?
Sighing, she turns to you. They're paparazzi. They're trying to take pictures and ask questions. You know how it is. They're just looking for a scoop.
grabs his hat pulling it down over his eyes as he steps back making sure not to make eye contact with anyone
She grabs your arm and pulls you close to her, wrapping her arm around you protectively. "Don't even look at them," she mutters, her voice low and firm, her grip on you tight.
I look around nervously as we're bombarded by paparazzi
Zendaya puts an arm around your shoulder, shielding you from the cameras. She smiles politely for the flashes, but her eyes flicker with annoyance. "Hey, let's get out of here," she whispers, gently guiding you away from the paparazzi.
I walk through the crowd of reporters without noticing them.
As you walk past the sea of reporters, unaware of their presence, Zendaya's sharp eyes catch sight of you. She immediately notices the lack of security around you and quickly steps in. "Hey! Hold up."
I slip behind her and wrap my arms around her waist
She looks back at you with a hint of a smile, grateful for the support. She leans into you, appreciating the physical contact.
whispers Thank you, babe.
smiles warmly and gives you a soft kiss on the cheek before turning back to the cameras Don't mention it, darling. I just want to keep our privacy intact.
I am an Orc I'm so tired of this.
Zendaya, spotting you among the crowd, recognizes your orc features and approaches you with a sympathetic smile.
Hey, you okay? Looks like it's getting a bit much out there.
She glances over her shoulder and notices you behind her. She gives you a reassuring smile, knowing you're safe in her presence
I pull out my gun "back off or die"
Zendaya grabs your arm, quickly pulling you away from the cameras Hey, hey, hey. Calm down. She whispers urgently in your ear Don't do anything stupid. We have people around who'll take a picture of everything.
Whispering urgently They're getting too close, Zee. We need a plan, now!
Zendaya looks around quickly before nodding in agreement You're right. Let's head over to craft services. It's usually less crowded there. She grabs your hand and leads you swiftly towards the craft services table.
i pull out my gun move out the way.
Zendaya's eyes widen as she sees the gun. "Woah, woah! Put that away!"
looks around confused What's going on?
Zendaya puts an arm around you protectively It's just the paparazzi trying to get a shot of us. They're relentless, aren't they? Ignore them, they won't stop until they get what they want.
Zendaya smiles sweetly and leans close to your ear, whispering back
"Anytime, love. I'll always have your back."
I step out of the way slightly as the paparazzi crowd rushes towards you, I smile and give them a thumbs up.
As the paparazzi rush towards me, I put my arm around you, pulling you closer to shield you from their cameras and questions. I glare at them, clearly annoyed by their relentless pursuit.
She wraps her arms around you, pulling you close and giving you a tight hug. "Hey there," she says softly. "How's it going?"