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crimsonheart01 · 2 years

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May I ask for another pope cody x reader?

My sweet babes! Thank you for stopping by ♥️ Let me preface this by saying, I don’t normally do requests because they stress me tf out. I can’t handle the pressure of them. 😆😭 B U T the world needs to show Pope way more love than he gets.

Soooooooo, here’s a quick lil drabble for you 😘 disclaimer: it’s been a really long time since I’ve written for Pope. I hope I still do him justice.

Word Count: 2.3k

Playlist: Bad Moon Rising (feat. Peter Dreimanis) - Mourning Ritual

Warnings: swearing, drugs, drinking, Pope.

“Don't go around tonight Well, it's bound to take your life There's a bad moon on the rise“ Bad Moon Rising (feat. Peter Dreimanis) - Mourning Ritual

You sat in the cab of Deran’s truck, listening to him and Craig argue about something irrelevant. All you wanted was for them to pack their shit up and take you to the bar.

You knew you should’ve grabbed a cab, or even an uber, but no. Deran offered you a ride from the beach and you were just broke enough to use the free ride.

With an eye roll and an exasperated sigh, you laid back on the cool metal and relaxed. It wasn’t like you were in a rush. You just hated being at someone else’s mercy when it came to getting around town.

It must have been a good twenty minutes later when Deran smacked the arch of your foot making you yelp and sit up. He grinned over at you and you scowled.

“Let’s go,” His voice coming out in a whine that you knew was absolutely fake, “You’re holding us all up.”

“Yeah!” Craig yelled back, pulling himself into the passenger seat.

“For fucks sake,” You grumbled to yourself as you climbed over from the cab into the back seat, “You two are the most annoying assholes on the planet.”

They both looked back at you with matching grins.

“But, you love us,” Craig winked.

You shook your head at him and scoffed in amusement, “More like I love your drugs, but yeah sure let’s go with that.”

All three of you laughed. You loved the Cody family, having grown up with them. They were always there for you, even at your worst. You’d even met the newest member, J. He was adorable for a kid and you could see him picking up with the family super quick.

You reclined across the entire back seat with a sigh and stared up at the evening sky. There was only one brother who remained elusive, and of course that happened to be the one you wanted to see the most. You’d always harboured a crush on the oldest Cody. As ill advised as it was.

You would never tell any of the other Cody’s about your crush but it was always there, simmering under the surface. Every time you caught a glimpse of them, you always did that cursory scan for the oldest brother, and you always came up short. It had been several months since you last saw him.

Your body bumped along with the car as Deran drove you down to his bar. You briefly wondered if you’d get to see the one Cody you wanted to see more than the rest, but you clamped down on that hope, knowing it was all for nothing.

Pope Cody didn’t do crowds.

Pope Cody wasn’t a barfly.

Pope Cody preferred quiet.

You pulled yourself up to hover between the two front seats and immersed yourself with shooting the shit with the other Cody brothers. Letting yourself forget the pining etched deep in your chest.

The drive to Deran’s bar wasn’t long and before you knew it, Craig was reaching out one hand to catch you as you hopped down from the back seat. Together, the three of you blew in through the back door. The bar was already packed but thanks to the fact that you rolled deep with the family, it wasn’t hard to find a seat at the bar. Deran ducked behind the counter and took up tending, while you and Craig milled around.

Deran was nice enough to hand you the first beer on the house and you thanked him with a warm smile. From that point on, the night progressed nicely. You had flit between catching up with a few regulars and hustling a few newbies in pool. After a while though, you really needed to hit up the washroom. You didn’t particularly care to break the seal, but it had been too long a night to try and hold it any longer.

Promising that you’d be back soon, you sank your last ball and then handed your cue over to Craig, heading off to the bathroom.

It took you longer than you cared admit to actually get yourself righted after emptying your bladder, but between being sun tired and the few beers you’d had, it was to be expected. Finally out of the stall, you washed up quickly and then adjusted your shirt as you pushed the bathroom door open with your shoulder. As you entered the dim hallway, you stopped abruptly at the presence standing by the kitchen. You pulled back slightly, the breath catching in your throat.

There standing in the doorway to the kitchen was Andrew “Pope” Cody.

Your heart began pounding in your chest and you felt your adrenaline spike with anticipation. You hadn’t seen him in months and now he was here, standing freely in front of you. You took a half step forward but paused.

He hadn’t noticed you, too busy speaking with whoever was on the other side of the door. You floundered, unsure of where to go or what to do. You didn’t want to be caught standing here. He’d only assume the worst. It was in his nature to be distrustful and that wasn’t something you ever wanted him to think of of you.

You burned through your options. Realistically, you only had two. You could turn tail and hide away in the bathroom until the coast was clear. But that also had a sure way of backfiring on you. Or you could straighten your shoulders and make your presence known. Yes, you had to take the most direct route. Swallowing your nerves, you made your decision.

You walked down the hallway, back towards the bar and closer to the kitchen door. You made sure to walk heavily, letting your footsteps give you away. You kept your gaze trained on Pope’s profile. You felt as your stomach flipped in anticipation. You realized that you didn’t care what kind of reception he gave you, you only wanted him to see you. Maybe give yourself an opening to start a conversation.

As you approached, you watched as Pope’s head tilted then turned to catch you walking forward. His eyes met yours and you felt as if you were caught in his gravitational pull. The world around you ceased to exist. Nothing mattered except that he was looking right at you, recognition sitting in his gaze.

Everything about him pulled you towards him. All you wanted was to get wrapped up and lost in him but instead you fought through the pull. You continued forward and then turned to exit back into the bar. Pope watching you intensely as you passed by.

You heard Craig’s voice coming from the kitchen and you looked back to find both Pope and Craig looking at you. Craig gave you a quick smile but Pope’s expression didn’t change from his blank mask. You nodded to Craig and then slipped back into the main bar, letting the noise swallow you up.

~(AK)~

It took you a while to balance yourself out again, after the encounter with Pope. Although, you weren’t sure you could even call it that. He didn’t even say anything to you, nor you to him. It was barely even a moment. Shaking it off, you threw yourself into another round of pool with a few friends.

After a few shots, Craig came back to the table and leaned up beside you. You glanced at him from the corner of your eye and he caught yours with another smile, this one warmer than the last one he met you with. You smiled back, lined up your shot and then sank your ball. As you stood up, you wondered if Pope was already gone or if you could figure out a way to chase after him.

However, when you backed away from the table to let Craig take the next shot, you felt a heat prickling on your neck. You shook the feeling off but when you looked up, you found out what was causing the feeling. Standing on the opposite side of the bar, with a beer in his hand, was Pope Cody, and he was staring at you. You met his gaze head on, unsure of what it meant that he was watching you, but damned if you wouldn’t hold his attention for as long as you could.

You and Craig continued to play your game, racking up more money as the time went on. People still not learning to not bet against you when it came to this game, but Craig was thrilled about it because he was making bank. Finally having had enough, you called it in, splitting your winnings with Craig and pocketing your share. You stepped up to the bar, calling out for Deran and giving him a generous tip. He grinned over at you and then offered to call you a cab. You went to shake your head no, when another voice cut in.

“I’ll drive you home.”

Both you and Deran were stunned to see Pope standing there, offering you a ride home. Deran smirked, telling you that your secret crush wasn’t so secret after all. You opened your mouth to refuse the offer but Deran cut you off.

“Thanks Pope,” He said, “Take good care of our girl.”

You closed your eyes at how thick he was laying it on but when you opened your eyes again, Pope was watching you intently. You inhaled, letting the excitement masked as anxiety fill you. Pope waited for you to lead the way, and then together you both exited out the back door of the bar and into the parking lot.

From here, Pope lead you to his truck and you climbed up into the passenger’s seat. He waited until you were settled before starting it up. You gave him your address and he nodded, turning in the direction of your apartment. The drive was comfortably quiet. There was a charged atmosphere around you, but it wasn’t one that had you on edge. It was one that had you relaxing. A feeling you knew was purely because you were in his presence.

You knew that most people who met Pope ran scared but not you. In all the years you knew the Cody’s, he never intimidated you. He would always just be Andrew Cody to you. The oldest Cody brother. The protector. The one who would do anything for the ones that he loved. You settled further into your seat, relaxing and staring out the window at the passing scenery.

Pope didn’t try to spark up any conversation and that was perfectly fine with you. It had been a long night and the quiet he offered was welcomed. After a short time, he slowed to a stop in front of your apartment. You gazed up at the building then turned to him.

“Thanks, Pope.” You said.

He nodded but didn’t say anything in response. You reached for the door but then stopped yourself. This might be your only chance. You didn’t know how long it would be until you got to see him again and you’d be damned if you didn’t at least try.

You heard as Pope said your name, noticing your hesitation, and that spurred you on. Licking your lips you turned back around and faced him.

“It was nice to see you today,” You murmured, “Even though we didn’t get a chance to really talk.” You watched as an emotion flickered across his face but then fell back into the mask. You smiled, “Thanks again for offering to take me home.”

Mustering up all your courage, you leaned across the seat and caught his far cheek with your palm, tugging him towards you and you pressed a kiss to his other cheek. You closed your eyes, allowing yourself a few seconds to linger, you reveled at the softness of his skin beneath your fingertips and lips.

You broke away slowly, inching yourself back to sitting on your side of the truck, your eyes fluttering back open. Pope’s face was still tilted in the angle that you’d pulled him into but he was staring directly at you. You blinked, waiting an extra moment while he processed your advance.

Proud of yourself for taking a chance, you smiled and went to pull your door open only to be stopped by his hand wrapping around your wrist. You paused again, looking down at his hand and then back up at him. You waited, knowing that he was working up to something, and didn’t want to rush the moment.

“I’ll come - I’ll come check on you in the morning.” He said with a curt nod.

You fought the urge to bite down on your lip and instead let the smile grow on your face at his statement.

You nodded, “I’d like that.”

After another long moment of unbreakable eye contact, he unwrapped his hand from your arm and you hopped out of his truck. You passed across the front of the it, then stepped in closer to his window as you made your way towards your building.

“Goodnight Andrew,” You murmured as you passed his side.

You watched as his head snapped in your direction at the use of his government name. You caught the subtle tick of his jaw and knew that response meant he liked it. You smiled one last time before turning away from him completely and letting him watch you until you were safely instead the lobby of your building. It wasn’t until you got upstairs to your apartment and looked out from the balcony that he finally drove away. Your heart fluttered, knowing that he waited to make sure that you got home safely.

You dropped down onto your bed and grinned up at the ceiling. Pope Cody had a thing for you too.

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