"Mongrel," Gilgamesh started, eyebrows twitching in clear annoyance. "Get your filthy hands off my wife."

This wasn't the first time he had to threaten the foolish mortals to release his wife from their grip.

Saber, for one, was too kind to hurt 'the innocent civilians', but it had been getting a little out of control.

Sometimes he cursed Arturia's elegant, foreign beauty. She received too much attention for it. Mongrels did double takes, sometimes those little insects stared, and on bad days, they'd even have the gall to ask for her number. In front of him, no less!

The petite blonde glared at her taller companion, right as the Japanese boy she had been conversing with backed away in fear.

The King slung his arm over the smaller king's shoulders.

"Now that we are alone, shall we?"

She shrugged off his arm angrily.

"No!"

Saber retorted so loudly, a few more heads turned towards the blonde. Gilgamesh felt a scowl replace the smirk of his face.

"What is the matter with you?!" she pressed, shoving him away forcefully.

"Is it illegal for me to converse with other men?!" she shouted, grabbing his shoulders and shaking him slightly.

"This is my life, Gil. I am the one who decides who I want to talk to," she told firmly, irate green orbs staring furiously into his blood red ones.

She brought a hand up to her head to alleviate the incoming headache.

"Why must you always interrupt?"

Her anger died down quickly as she realized she might have overreacted, and she looked at her companion with sad, questioning green orbs.

Gilgamesh didn't meet her gaze, and a scary silence washed over the two.

"...Gil?"

She hated it, but she was beginning to worry. Had she gone too far?

"Be...I...ous..."

What? Arturia could barely make anything out of the words that came from his mouth

"Come again?"

"Be...m...ous" he repeated, still mumbling unintelligibly.

"I'm sorr-"

That was when he grabbed her by the shoulders roughly, shoved her against the wall, and forced her to face him.

"BECAUSE I'M JEALOUS."

Her eyes widened in shock and she found herself glued to her place. She'd forgotten the pain of the impact, forgotten to be angry at him for being so rough. For once, she couldn't even find the strength to push him away like she always did. It seemed like they remained in that position for ages, both stunned at the new revelation Gil had just spat out.

Irate flame eyes stared down at wide green ones.

Oh, he was angry now. Not only did his own girlfriend scold him for driving away a mongrel, but now in his fit he had actually admitted his own envy? Ridiculous.

Ea! This woman drives me mad!

In his trance he didn't notice his queen shift, and tiptoe to reach him, placing her cool hands on his cheeks.

Her lips brushed over his lightly. Chaste and sweet, it was short and innocent, but even then, she felt the tension in him fade.

When she pulled away, she met his calmer ruby eyes with a bashful yet serious gaze of her own.

"You don't have to be."

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BONUS:

She sighed into the other king's shoulders. She could barely see behind him, curse his height, but she knew they were there.

Those girls again.

"Besides," Saber continued, looking behind her 'lover' at the lovestruck girls that had been fangirling over Gil for the past few hours.

"You are not the only one...jealous."

Heya!

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