don't hit me / Maverick
˚♡⋆。 pairing: maverick x reader
˚♡⋆。warnings: age gap, creepy guy, mentions of harrasment.
˚♡⋆。summary: you and mav are out on a casual night at the bar, and while you consider acting on your feelings, the presence of a creepy random man interferes and throws you off, so maverick comes with a plan to scare him away you couldn't resist. 1.0k
i made this based on the scene in mission impossible 4 :D
going feral for this man
You and mav had a weird relationship dynamic, most of the time it was friendly, at least 95% of the time, but the remaining 5% was somewhere… flirty, back and forth, it happens every so often and if you didn’t pay enough attention you may even missed it, he was so subtle and smooth with the little things and details, like brushing your hands together or moving his seat closer to yours, paying attention to the silly stories you tell him and laughing at every joke, those things that made your heart sink inside your chest. Over time you’ve had grown more conscious of this, and it only got better, he felt like the kind of person you could talk about anything with, and you were always around a sense of comfort whenever he was in the room, of course the were minor details in between you two, a little bit of an age gap, and the ranks and bla bla, minor details, but also major enough to not let you act on your feelings.
and just like the other nights this one was not different, everybody else had already headed back home and you two were left sitting on the bar, each with a drink almost forgotten sitting at the counter, seemed like it was too early to call it a night yet, and the conversation between you two went as fluent as usual, so why not continue a little longer? His company was enough reason for you to stay.
well...except, they might be something different about tonight, there was this guy, sitting at the opposite side of the bar in a little table for two, you’ve seen him around earlier back when everyone was here, just that he was sitting in a far away table near the entrance, nothing seemed off at first, he was just some random guy enjoying his evening, or so you thought, but the constant feeling of his eyes on you across the room was weirding you out, even more when you catch him by the corner of your eye getting up from his table, with a beer in his hand, leaving it on the counter as he now sat across you on the other side of the counter. Mav seemed to notice your discomfort as he followed your eyes and landed them on the man’s figure, quickly catching his intentions, staring for a few extra seconds directly into his eyes so he knows you’re not to be messed and better left alone if he didn’t wanna end his night with a bruised eye.
he tried to distract you out off it with some chat, and it was really working, Mav was taking a quick sip of his drink as he listened to the story of something that took place once during your training days, “and then Phoenix slammed the cake right on Hangman’s head, it was hilarious you’ve should've seen his face” you laughed at the same time you softly swifted mav’s arm making him giggle, “we all called him cakeman for a week” what a great memory, a sincere smile appeared on your face at the sight of Maverick’s small laugh.
he gently placed his hand on the counter as he squinted his eyes while finishing his chuckle, leaving it centimeters away from yours, if you just moved your hand a little bit you could reach him, your fingers tingling at the eagerness to make a move, but soon enough your thoughts were interrupted when your ears catched the sound of a bottle being settle a little to hard against the wood, your head moved following the noise, the guy from before had left his seat and was now standing not taking his eyes from your body, going up and down, a feeling of disgust came down your throat. He started his pace slowly, walking over to some empty boots on his right centered at the middle of the bar, and he sat down again, detail to mention he was now closer to you.
a subtle touch on your inmovile hand against the counter made you jump a bit in your seat, returning your attention to the man in front of you, his face showed somewhere in between worry and calm at the same time, he leaned closer and whispered not far from your face “don’t hit me” but before you could ask he carefully grabbed your cheeks to pull you in for a light kiss, and pressing again for another one, slowly opening his mouth and yours in the process, softly moving his lips on yours, leaving a trace of sweet scent over, your lips responded almost automatically, like you knew the path by heart, delicately pulling your hands up into his neck, pulling him closer while he breathed into the kiss. And when he pulled apart and you lost contact of him, it took you a second to re-open your eyes to face him, incredulous of what just happened, Mav’s eyes lingered to yours and for a fraction of a second they moved to somewhere behind you, but quickly came back to you, “he’s gone” you were about to ask who, submerged enough into the moment to forget about the creepy guy, but then it clicked, as you moved your head to catch his figure exiting the door, your voice trembled a little bit when you tried to speak “that’s good” murmured and nodded a couple of times, and he mimicked your action “yeah” mav breathed out “yeah” you repeated, voice getting lower, “yeah” he whispered again, with his dense breathing, his gorgeous doe green eyes were fully staring at nothing but you, up to your eyes and down to your lips a few times, licking his own in the action, seemed like you both had the same idea because in no time the two of you were almost jumping at each other again, one hand on his neck and the other one grabbing a handful of his jacket, while he placed bot his hands on the sides of your face, this kiss was a littler faster but just as amazing as the first one, so fuck the friendship, fuck the age gap, fuck the ranks, fuck everything, the feeling of his lips on yours was all you needed, and now you were sure you wanted to this again, again and again.
@miccissleeping !
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Yor please you're making me sad, normal is a purely subjective concept, you are normal, alright? Where is Twilight's ghost to help her in this time of need...
YOR PLEASE I WASN'T PLANNING TO FEEL SAD TODAY C'MON
YOU WANT TO KILL SOMEONE TO CHEER YOURSELF UP?
YEAH YOR! TWILIGHT WOULD APPROVE OF YOUR SPIRIT! HE SMILES UPON YOU FROM HIS CLOUD
NOW LET'S GO KILL THE CAKEMAN
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DCs latest superhero goes by the name of Cakeman. His super power is that he does not go on. a salad.
James Jimothy was just your ordinary high schooler. He woke up in the morning, when to the high school, then went back into the basement where he slept. Then, one day, he was bitten by a radioactive cake. He got all of the abilities that cakes have: frosting, bread-like properties, and not going on. a salad.
He catches all of the criminals, and none of them can put him on. a salad.
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