101 Ways Cain and DG are Found Out
Title: 101 Ways Cain and DG are Found Out - In Need of Courage
Characters: C/DG, everyone else eventually
Timeline: Post eclipse, mostly established C/DG
Genre: Romance/Comedy
Rating: M to be safe for later
Disclaimer: I don’t own Tin Man
Summary: Drabbles and Oneshots of different scenarios of how C/DG could be found out by the rest of the OZ
Needed Elsewhere | One More Minute | Wallace and The Argument | It's Pumpkin Time | Lost in the Crowd | In Need of Courage
A/N: *snaps fingers in front of your face* Snap out of it, you AREN’T seeing things: This IS an update! (albeit, a short one) *claps over-enthusiastically with you*
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Wyatt Cain looked calm, standing by himself in the middle of the hallway, a set of double doors in front of him.
Eight guards flanked the area, standing at attention. They were waiting for their Commander to give the signal to open the doors and let the ceremony begin.
Except he wasn’t giving the signal. He continued to stare at the door without moving.
DG was standing in the corner by the door, more for moral support than anything considering this day was not about her. For once. The guards began to glance sideways at each other as Cain continued to stare at the doorknob calmly. Soon, DG realized he wasn’t blinking.
Awww, the Tin Man was nervous.
She stepped in front of him and ducked into his line of sight. He blinked at her sympathetic smile.
“Hey there, Tin Man,” she said hesitantly. “You okay?”
He looked to the side, searching for the answer before nodding jerkily.
She smiled more warmly. She knew how to calm him, but had to be mindful of the guards. As she realized he wasn’t going to snap out of it any time soon she made a risky decision.
She slipped her arms around his waist and leaned against him.
DG ignored the eyebrows that she knew were rising around them. Cain’s rigid posture relaxed and he looked down at her as if realizing for the first time that she was the one in front of him.
“You don’t look okay…”
As he released the breath he had been holding he cracked a slight smile, his arms encircling her waist as if they responded to a reflex.
He hung his head in defeat at being found out. She merely raised up on her tip-toes to press her forehead to his.
“It’s just your son’s wedding…” she mumbled to him with a slight laugh in her voice.
He took a deep breath like he was drawing strength from her.
“I know, I just… I know.”
She pulled her arms from around him and framed his face in her hands so he would meet her eyes.
“Save me a dance for later?” she asked timidly, her awareness of the guards surrounding them beginning to grow again.
He studied her face for a moment before nodding with a smile, some confidence returning. She pulled his face towards her for a brief kiss, spectators be damned.
The shared a look afterwards before he murmured only loud enough for her to hear, “Thank you…”
She just smiled and stepped away, forcefully tugging him towards the door like the normal impatient DG would. “Now get going! Jeb isn’t going to wait forever.”
Cain blinked at her sudden change but smiled anyway. “I’m going…I’m going…”
The guards who were stoically staring straight ahead finally cracked a smile.
All their commander had needed was a bit of courage from a certain Princess who was closer to him than they had originally thought.
Characters: C/DG, everyone else eventually
Timeline: Post eclipse, mostly established C/DG
Genre: Romance/Comedy
Rating: M to be safe for later
Disclaimer: I don’t own Tin Man
Summary: Drabbles and Oneshots of different scenarios of how C/DG could be found out by the rest of the OZ
Needed Elsewhere | One More Minute | Wallace and The Argument | It's Pumpkin Time | Lost in the Crowd | In Need of Courage
A/N: *snaps fingers in front of your face* Snap out of it, you AREN’T seeing things: This IS an update! (albeit, a short one) *claps over-enthusiastically with you*
TMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTM
Wyatt Cain looked calm, standing by himself in the middle of the hallway, a set of double doors in front of him.
Eight guards flanked the area, standing at attention. They were waiting for their Commander to give the signal to open the doors and let the ceremony begin.
Except he wasn’t giving the signal. He continued to stare at the door without moving.
DG was standing in the corner by the door, more for moral support than anything considering this day was not about her. For once. The guards began to glance sideways at each other as Cain continued to stare at the doorknob calmly. Soon, DG realized he wasn’t blinking.
Awww, the Tin Man was nervous.
She stepped in front of him and ducked into his line of sight. He blinked at her sympathetic smile.
“Hey there, Tin Man,” she said hesitantly. “You okay?”
He looked to the side, searching for the answer before nodding jerkily.
She smiled more warmly. She knew how to calm him, but had to be mindful of the guards. As she realized he wasn’t going to snap out of it any time soon she made a risky decision.
She slipped her arms around his waist and leaned against him.
DG ignored the eyebrows that she knew were rising around them. Cain’s rigid posture relaxed and he looked down at her as if realizing for the first time that she was the one in front of him.
“You don’t look okay…”
As he released the breath he had been holding he cracked a slight smile, his arms encircling her waist as if they responded to a reflex.
He hung his head in defeat at being found out. She merely raised up on her tip-toes to press her forehead to his.
“It’s just your son’s wedding…” she mumbled to him with a slight laugh in her voice.
He took a deep breath like he was drawing strength from her.
“I know, I just… I know.”
She pulled her arms from around him and framed his face in her hands so he would meet her eyes.
“Save me a dance for later?” she asked timidly, her awareness of the guards surrounding them beginning to grow again.
He studied her face for a moment before nodding with a smile, some confidence returning. She pulled his face towards her for a brief kiss, spectators be damned.
The shared a look afterwards before he murmured only loud enough for her to hear, “Thank you…”
She just smiled and stepped away, forcefully tugging him towards the door like the normal impatient DG would. “Now get going! Jeb isn’t going to wait forever.”
Cain blinked at her sudden change but smiled anyway. “I’m going…I’m going…”
The guards who were stoically staring straight ahead finally cracked a smile.
All their commander had needed was a bit of courage from a certain Princess who was closer to him than they had originally thought.