So, a few weeks ago i found a gifset about "Bodyguard Finn" and then i saw this Brazilian music video and i just had to write this. So i'm sorry if it seems to someone like i'm stealing your idea or something, i just took it from a music video, and i didn't mean to steal anything, lol, i can't even make gifs, i just saw it and you know. that's it.
And I just took the "bodyguard" figure, nothing else, i swear!
I hope you like it, though :)

6:30 A.M. The phone rings.
Fuck, he has never been a morning person.

"Yes?" He asks, trying to sound awake, but failing big time.
"Hudson, change of plans, you have a client. Be here in an hour." That said, Santana just hangs up the phone. It's his week off, you know, but what the hell.

He showers, takes a quick breakfast and at exactly 7:30 A.M he and his best friend Puck are at the boss's office, ready for duty.

"Morning, my little sunshines." The boss says sarcastically. They don't answer, they know her too well to know she never waits for answers to that kind of comment, so they just take a seat and wait for the rain to fall, as usual; it takes a while this time, but she finally decides to speak. "So, this is what you'd call our 'Top client'. He's very important and he pays a lot of money for our full security services, witch include us to have a car outside of his house 24/7, two guys at the gate, and other two walking around the yard." Then she pauses and walks to the window "His name is Brody Weston and he's a business man, he's married to Rachel Berry, the Broadway actress..."

"I've heard of her, she's from Lima, like us." Puck interrupts, to what Finn just nods silently. "I though Trouty mouth and Chang were there covering the yard."

"They were. Now you are." She says coldly, turning to stare at them intensely. "You start today at 8:30 A.M. You'll meet the guys there for the change, and you'll introduce yourselves to Weston. Here are the details of the perimeter and some stuff the team found important. Study it."

She hands them two identical files with all sorts of important data, some maps and information about the perimeter and the cameras. That's not what calls his attention, though. Something's different with the way Santana's taking this job, there's a weird cloud in her eyes and she's more silent than ever. And, you know, Santana Lopez (best known as Satan), is never silent; She's always judging, she's always the boss. So he meets her gaze as the clock ticks loudly, trying to figure out what's going on, but Satan's eyes are not easy to read.

"What's the catch?" He finally asks. The brunette shares a whimsical smirk as she walks around her desk, to finally sit on the table, right it in front of them "Why did they quit?" He continues.

She grins "You know, Frankie, Mohak, this company is not going trough the best times..." She says, crossing her legs teasingly

"We know." Puck answers, eyes stuck in the boss's long legs.

"Weston is very important to us; Without him, this company falls, and we all fall with it." She changes her leg again "We can't let that happen, can we?." She pauses to take a deep breath" So, that said, there are two issues concerning this guy. First: he has enemies, you know, he has a lot of enemies. Chang and Evans will fill you up on the spies issues that Weston has. You must be on alert at all times while you're on duty. " She points at the files

"Is he on the mop or something?" His friend questions with a grin, and Finn knows that, deep inside, Puck kind of wants the answer to be a big, fat 'Yes', because Noah Puckerman is just the kind of guy who happens to enjoy danger.

Sadly, the answer is "No, he's not" And Puck's smile goes away "...but the guy's got dirty competition. Now, second and most important of all..." Santana's eyes turn weird again as she pauses to release a sigh "You.. are not gonna officially report anything you hear from inside the house. You are deaf. You-are-deaf and you're blind, Is that understood?"

And suddenly he just knows: something is very wrong with this, he can smell it, feel it in the air; But what is it?.

He's been a bodyguard for Santana's company for years now but he had never seen the warning alarm so bright in her eyes, and you must know Finn is not the kind of guy who gets scared easily. Damn, he's not the kind of guy who feels anything easily, but this is, somehow, different. And he doesn't like it.

"Hudson? Is that understood?" She asks, taking him out of his thoughts.

He rises his right eyebrow , decided to insist "I don't know. Why did they quit?" He's staring into her eyes know, challenging her "Why, Santana? Is there something you're not telling us?"

He sinks into her eyes for a while, feeling the tension, but knowing that there's not much he's gonna get out of her. "You'll figure it out sooner than you'd like to, believe me." She answers in a low voice, never escaping his eyes. "The truth is that we are skipping some rules with Weston, and you must know that. We're skipping important rules concerning the ethical codes of this company" She stares and Puck this time "...because this guy IS the company, and, honestly, if you can't follow the easy instruction of not giving a shit about what happens inside of that house, then you're out, and that's the deal. What do you say? Can you do that?" She's not begging, she'd never beg. It's more than that, she's challenging them.

Puck and Finn stare at each other, and then grin at the same time.

Of course they'll accept.

It's not a house, it's a mansion, and it's the biggest one in the fancy neighborhood. He and Puck stare at it for a while. This is gonna be hard stuff, they think.

Beiste and Karofsky, the ones in charge of the gate, opened it for them to park somewhere near the entrance, where they held a reunion with the team about the changes that were about to be made.
There was Tina and Artie, the ones in charge of the undercover car that was parked outside of the mansion. Karofsky and Beiste, and there were Mike and Sam too, not in their uniforms anymore.
The conversation it's short and very efficient, so they finally break it up to go back to their work places.

"Sam." Finn calls, the blonde guy turns around "Come, I need to talk to you."

"Sure." He answers calmly, even though he knows what's coming.

"There's..."

"Santana didn't tell you, did she?" Sam interrupted quickly, with a small grin in his face, but staring at the floor

"No."

He notices the same cloud in Sam's eyes that he saw in his Boss's. This is getting into his nerves and he needs to know the big stupid secret before he starts letting his imagination flow, and we all know, that's never good.

"What is it?" He insist in a whisper, then he lays his hand in Sam's shoulder and squeezes it a little, showing him that he can be trusted.

In exchange, the blonde guy only says "You'll figure it out, man. I can't talk about it." And leaves, hands in his pockets and eyes on the floor.

"I can't talk about it" Finn repeats to himself. "Damn, I don't like this."

Weston is the kind of guy who has a strong handshake and a big "I'm a winner and you're not" smile most of the time. He does everything he wants, just because he can, and he never apologizes.
Finn knows this because he enjoys the silent art of reading people, and he can read in his new client some stuff he's not very comfortable with. But yeah, he have worked with all kinds of clients and he knows how to deal with weird personalities and capital assholes: "Just keep your mouth shut" Is the motto to a life without problems in this job, he thinks.

Or at least it is most of the time.

Weston keeps on going about how everything works, about privacy, about himself, himself and a little bit more about himself, just in case you didn't hear it the first time.

And then she shows up "Where's Sam?" The tiny brunette asks with a frown. "Who are those?" She insist, talking directly to his husband.

"This guys are the replacement to you dear Sam and Mike. He's Noah-"

"Wait. Did you change my security without telling me, Brody?" She is tapping his right feet now and Weston's face turns deadly serious in half a second and, as fast as you blink, he takes her wife by the arm and drags her away from the bodyguards.

"Brody, it's my right..." She claims in a low voice, not looking so powerful and mad now.

Finn can see he's squeezing her arm a little bit too hard, and so does Puck. "We'll talk about it later, honey. Now go there and say hi..."

"I'm gonna need the arm for it, honey." She interrupts with a big, fake and flirty smile.

"You're gonna go and greet our new security, Rachel. Behave." Then she makes this gesture, like she's gonna bite his nose, to what he gives a quick step back

"Fine." She says crossing her arms in her chest but still ignoring the both guys.

"So, this is my wife, Rachel, and she's now gonna choose one of you now to be her full-time bodyguard. Sam used to be-"

"Wait." Puck says with a confused look in his eyes "She's gonna choose oneof us?"

"Oh, didn't your hot boss tell you?" And then Weston explained quickly to them that with four people on the outside, he doesn't actually need people on the yard all the time, but he does need "...someone to keep an eye on Rachel. She tends to get her big nose where it doesn't belong." He whispers, staring at them seeking for confidentiality "So, I'm gonna need someone to be with her, to protect her and... you know-"

"Let's get this over with." She joins in, pretending she didn't hear what Weston just said.

Now, Rachel Berry, how could he describe his first impression of the Rachel Berry? He knew her, of course, she was born and raised in Lima, Ohio, just like he was; with the little difference that she was famous and her face was all over the place and he was, well, her husband's bodyguard. Anyways, Lima doesn't have that many successful people out there, so Rachel was well known by everyone back there like some kind of hero.

The first thing that came to his mind about her is that she's the kind of woman who just lays her hand in yours and waits for you to kiss it. Sometimes you don't know what to do so she does that thing with her eyes, and you know you are gonna do it, you bow down and kiss her hand, and then, just then, she proceeds to say her name.

Rachel Berry is the colour red.

Rachel Berry is kind a woman that, when you look at her, a song starts playing in your head.

(Nude by Radiohead)

She stands in front of him now and he kisses her hand softly. "I want him" He hears her say raising her eyebrow. And damn, he knows it then; he always knew. He tries to deny it, but he feels it in her burning, secretive eyes, he feels in his fingers, that are still in contact with hers, he feels in the way they are still with the eyes on each other:

This

woman

is

trouble.

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