just another hollywood couple
just another hollywood couple - Gary/Dianna; G
Her hand tenses inside of his when she notices the man with the camera trained on them, and she lowers her gaze.
He tightens his grip on her hand, gently rubbing his thumb over her knuckle, and murmurs a soft, "Relax, darling."
They're 'official', in that everybody knows about their relationship, though no announcements have been made. All he did was take her hand once as they walked through downtown LA, gave her a kiss when they got to the car, and the pictures exploded overnight.
The tabloid headlines are rife with jokes, the scandal of him dating someone 28 years his junior, wondering how they met, how they even work as a couple.
But they do, and all that matters is that they know it.
They're not terribly good tabloid fodder anyway, really only out during the day, preferring to stay at home at night. If they do go out, it's just for dinner, and pictures of them entering and leaving a restaurant aren't terribly exciting.
He's seen the stories, though, that she's cheating on him with any number of guys closer to her age, including every male co-star she has. He knows they're not true, and they laugh about them together before carrying on with their lives.
She still gets a little anxious, though, when they're spotted out together, but he's moved beyond it. He loves her, age difference be damned, and if he wants to hold her hand in public, then he's going to. If they can last, if they can make this work in the long term, then soon it won't matter; they'll be just another Hollywood couple, and the media will move on to the next scandal.
He squeezes her hand gently, and smiles when she glances at him. "Let's go home."
She smiles back and nods, giving his hand a squeeze in return.
Her hand tenses inside of his when she notices the man with the camera trained on them, and she lowers her gaze.
He tightens his grip on her hand, gently rubbing his thumb over her knuckle, and murmurs a soft, "Relax, darling."
They're 'official', in that everybody knows about their relationship, though no announcements have been made. All he did was take her hand once as they walked through downtown LA, gave her a kiss when they got to the car, and the pictures exploded overnight.
The tabloid headlines are rife with jokes, the scandal of him dating someone 28 years his junior, wondering how they met, how they even work as a couple.
But they do, and all that matters is that they know it.
They're not terribly good tabloid fodder anyway, really only out during the day, preferring to stay at home at night. If they do go out, it's just for dinner, and pictures of them entering and leaving a restaurant aren't terribly exciting.
He's seen the stories, though, that she's cheating on him with any number of guys closer to her age, including every male co-star she has. He knows they're not true, and they laugh about them together before carrying on with their lives.
She still gets a little anxious, though, when they're spotted out together, but he's moved beyond it. He loves her, age difference be damned, and if he wants to hold her hand in public, then he's going to. If they can last, if they can make this work in the long term, then soon it won't matter; they'll be just another Hollywood couple, and the media will move on to the next scandal.
He squeezes her hand gently, and smiles when she glances at him. "Let's go home."
She smiles back and nods, giving his hand a squeeze in return.