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Summary There are some things Dimitri should just already know

POV Third

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Rose stared at him, her eyes wide in vehemence as she crossed her arms over her chest. Dimitri forced his eyes from the swell of her breasts pressed against his chest to her face. He could feel his blood pump thickly as he resisted the urge to either cover her up or ravish her as he noted the thin, maroon straps were the only things making sure the little triangular pieces of cloth were covering his Roza.

"I am not running laps around the beach with you Dimitri."

Dimitri snapped his eyes back up to his girlfriends from where they had been slowly but surely travelling south down her voluptuous body. "And why is that?" he drawled slowly, his Russian accent coming out thick and throaty.

He notices his fellow guardian swallow and internally praises himself. It hadn't taken him long to figure out that his beau got especially hot and bothered whenever his accent grew thicker.

As if suddenly realising his scheme, Rose's glare intensifies and she pulls her hair up into a high pony tail. "I'm wearing a bikini." She grits.

Dimitri merely raises an eyebrow. He didn't see the problem in that. "You go running with me in your bra and pyjama bottoms, I don't think a bikini is much different."

Rose digs her heels into the hot sand they stood on before swivelling around and walking towards the ocean. "Men are so oblivious." She sighs. Meredith, who stood quite awkwardly in a one piece swimsuit, whole heartedly agreed with her from her spot heading towards Rose.

A small percentage of guardians from Court had all been invited to a trip to the beach. It was supposed to be a training exercise but Rose had not been informed until they'd already arrived. So she'd packed clothes for a fun day at the beach, and nothing more. She was the only female guardian in a bikini. All the others wore special one pieces designed for triathlons.

Dimitri sighed heavily before walking towards his other half. He would make her go running with him, whether she felt like it or not. A revealing bikini wasn't going to stop him.

The Russian placed a hand on his girlfriend's shoulders and she turned to him, not after saying to Meredith, "I'm afraid I'm going to have to explain to my Russian tank why I'll be joining you in the water rather than run with him. Meet you in there, kay?"

Meredith nodded before wadding into the water. Turning her gaze to him, Dimitri is surprised to find a subtle blush pasted over his love's cheeks. "There is a reason I can't run in a bikini."

Dimitri just quirks an eyebrow, tuning out the quiet chuckles escaping eavesdropping guardians. "I can't fathom what it is." He says dryly.

Rose gives an exasperated sigh. "Comrade, you grew up with three sisters, how do you not know why?"

The twenty four year old scowls slightly. Seeing her boyfriend's ignorance, Rose lets out a frustrated groan. "It hurts okay!?"

Dimitri blinks. "What?" he says slowly.

Rose glances around them and glares at the snickering guardians near them before crossing her arms over her chest again. "I can't run when I'm in a bikini because it hurts okay? It's not like in the movies where the girl can run around in a bikini top with her boobs jiggling and not be effected okay!?"

Dimitri twitches at this new information. "Is…is that why the female guardians are wearing specific types of swimsuits?"

"Yes comrade!" Rose rolls her eyes in exasperation, "Bikinis are only good for making your girls look big. Other than that, they're literally a pain to exercise in, except for swimming."

Dimitri gulps loudly, taking a quick glance at her 'girls' before turning away with a blush on his face. "Oh."

Rose grins slyly before reaching up for a quick, chaste kiss. Just as Dimitri goes to pull her closer to his body, Rose twirls on her feet and heads for the ocean, where Meredith awaited her.

Glancing warily at her retreating form, Dimitri turned to go head over to one of the sun shades. The surrounding chuckles of the male guardians envelope him and he averts his eyes from them, knowing they'd overheard every piece of their conversation. Mikhail pats him on the shoulder in mock sympathy. "There are just some things you should automatically know about the female anatomy and that, my friend, was one of them."