two for one || j.h.s
Summary: A visit to the local shelter brings not one, but two surprises.
Warnings: No use of y/n, fluff
Word Count: 1.3k
Pairings: Jake Seresin x reader
Authors Note: Based on these pictures. I saw them and couldn’t get it out of my head. Thanks to my lovely betas @wkndwlff & @ryebecca, you’re the best!
When your boss told you to take Tuesday off, you wasted no time in signing off and putting your work phone on ‘do not disturb.’ You had been logging a lot of overtime lately, brokering a deal with a new business partner and overlooking the expansion of the Boston office. Luckily you could stay in San Diego working remotely with the team from Boston, letting you avoid the time consuming travel across the country.
You had washed three loads of laundry and cleaned out both the pantry and the fridge. After a quick stop at your favourite deli for lunch, you headed out to the grocery store. You opened up all the windows when you got home, putting away the groceries and then taking on the task of cleaning the condo. You had some time to kill before starting dinner, so you headed outside to relax on your hammock with a book.
You must have dozed off because the next thing you know, your boyfriend is shaking you awake. “What time is it?” you groaned, stretching your limbs.
“A little after three. Last class got cancelled, so I figured I’d head home early to surprise my girlfriend. Looks like you’ve been busy today.” You hummed as he pressed a quick kiss to your lips, pulling you up from the hammock.
“I just wanted to get everything done so we could enjoy our weekend off together.”
Jake wrapped his arms around you, kissing the tip of your nose. “I have a surprise for you.”
“What?” You looked up at him, a playful smile on his face, eyes vibrant with joy.
“Remember how we talked about getting a dog?” Jake had a childlike excitement surrounding him, that cheeky grin you loved so much in place.
“Fanboy was showing me pictures of this shelter and I thought that we might go and take a look.”
You lit up, bouncing on your feet. “Really? Because I know you said you weren’t sure and -,” Jake cut you off, kissing you again.
“Yes sugar, I’m sure. The shelter closes at 6pm, so I figured we’d head there now and we can pick up dinner on our way home.” You were already heading towards his truck before he finished speaking. Jake followed behind, smiling at your childlike glee. “I just gotta change, baby. Then we can go.”
“Aw, baby look.” You gestured to the German Shepherd who was snoozing in the corner. Jake trailed behind you. The shelter was fairly empty, both with people and animals. Lisa, a volunteer, explained that they recently had a “family day” and a lot of the animals had been adopted.
“We’ve really seen an upswing in adoption recently, it’s honestly so great seeing these animals find their forever home.” Lisa spoke with Jake as you wandered around. An odd sight in the back captured your attention and you kneeled down to get a better look.
Your heart melted as you set your sights upon a tiny dog, all curled up into a ball. What melted it even further is the cat sleeping by its side. They looked so cute, all cuddled up with each other. The tag on the outside told you that their names were Ares and Apollo. You turned around to call on Jake, only for him to be right behind you.
“What’s this?” He asked as he kneeled down next to you. The dog blinked at the two of you sleepily before snuggling its face into the cat’s fur.
“Look at them baby, they’re so cute.” You gushed, wiggling in your excitement.
Lisa wandered over to the two of you. “Ah, you’ve found our little makeshift family. They were found together, abandoned in a box by the side of the highway. They’re most likely from the same home. We’ve estimated that they’re both around a year old. We tried to separate them at first, but they were both so unhappy that we just let them be together. It’s made adopting a bit more difficult. Not a lot of people want to take on the responsibility of both. But we’re adamant that they go together.”
Your mind is made up the moment she stops talking and you turn to Jake, pout in place, as you prepare to plead with him. He rolled his eyes at you. “We said one dog darlin’.”
“Yes, I know, but look at them! And they have to be together.” Jake raised an eyebrow, but you were determined. “And! When we’re not home, they won’t be lonely because they’ll have each other! I know we said a dog but I’ve always wanted a cat, too. Please, baby?”
Jake was quiet for a moment, watching the little animals sleep. The dog, Apollo, had a fair coat - white mixed with light brown. The cat, Ares, on the other hand, had pitch black fur.
“I guess we need to pick up a couple of cat things, too, then.” Jake said, and you squealed, throwing your arms around him.
You stayed with them as Jake talked to Lisa, getting everything in order for the adoption. The dog yawned as you tickled its belly, almost squishing the cat in the process as he chased your fingers. The cat was more apprehensive but after some ear scratches and treats, it let you pick it up.
Jake returned with a carrier in hand, letting the dog sniff him before picking him up. “Hey, buddy. You’re gonna come home with us, isn’t that great?”
You packed all the essentials into the truck before thanking Lisa and heading home.
Setting everything up was fairly simple. The litterbox went into the laundry room and Jake scattered various toys and a bed in a corner of the living room. You insisted on getting a water fountain and you set up their bowls in the kitchen. A second bed was placed at the foot of your bed.
After making a grand showing of the litter box for Ares, and telling them where to eat, you walked around with the little creatures, showing them their new home.
They both warmed up to their new surroundings quite quickly and before you know it, they’re both snoozing off between you and Jake on the couch as you watched the news.
“Baby?”
Jake hummed, absentmindedly scratching Ares behind his ears. Apollo is cuddled into your side, tongue sticking out.
“Thank you. I love you.”
Jake lifted his arm and you moved gently, as not to startle Apollo and cuddled into his side. “I love you, too. And to be honest, I don’t think I could have gone home without them. They’re perfect.”
“Hah, I knew it. You loved them as soon as you saw them, too, right?” Jake rolled his eyes, nudging your side.
“Yeah, I did. But one of us have to be responsible.” You giggled, lifting Ares so he could rest in your lap. An idea suddenly struck you and you squished your face against the side of Jake’s arm to stop the laughter.
Jake nudged you again. “What are you laughing about now?”
You snorted, trying to hide your amusement. “You’re totally gonna be one of those cat dads who said they didn’t want a cat but secretly loves it.”
He made a noise of protest but stopped as Ares abandoned you and crawled onto Jake’s lap. Apollo was snoozing between the two of you. “Don’t tell anyone.”
You smiled. “I won’t. Besides, it’s good training.”
“For what?” Jake murmured, tickling Apollo’s tummy.
You found yourself falling in love with him all over as you watched him fawn over the two of them. When you first met him, you had doubted that he would want something serious and settle down. Now, two years later, you couldn’t be more wrong.
Jake was everything you wanted and more. And as you watched him with the two newest additions to your future, you knew he would make a great dad one day. But for now, you would have to be parents to two little four legged babies and you couldn’t be more happy.
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Crazy Little Thing Called Love
Pairing: Rooster x Reader
Warnings: Swearing, Drinking
Request: Yes! From the lovely @kk-18
Word Count: 4.2k
Synopsis: Hangman and Rooster both have feelings for you. There's been a rivalry between them for a while and they won't stop until one of them wins you over.
a/n: yooo!!! first request :D !! this was completely made up along the way but so fun to write so please enjoy!! <3
You sat at the bar, a cold drink in your hand as you fondly listened to Bob and Phoenix tell you about their most recent missions together. You stayed stationed at Top Gun while they went off on their own, accompanied by Payback and Fanboy.
After the uranium mission, all of you had been inseparable. Even after being sent all over the world, you always managed to find your way back to where it all started.
That being the Hard Deck, where the three of you sat as you awaited the rest of your crew to make their way in. Taking a sip of your drink, you glanced over to see Coyote walking in, followed closely by Payback and Fanboy.
"And now there are six." Phoenix says as she waves the guys over.
"Soon to be eight, I hope." Coyote says as he slings his arm across Bob's shoulder, the motioning jostling the latter so much so that he had to adjust his glasses.
You leaned back in your seat, "They said they'd be coming, they're just taking their sweet old time."
As you speak, Phoenix chuckles into her drink, "Oh, they'll be here."
You raise an eyebrow at her, "Do you know something, Phe?"
She looks up at you, innocently shaking her head, "No. Nope, not at all."
Shifting forward with your forearms resting on your knees, you squint your eyes at her, "You're terrible at lying."
Gasping at you, she places a hand over her heart, "I am not, how dare you."
A smile finds its way onto your face, "Okay, let me rephrase. You're terrible at lying- to me."
Her face falters a bit as she clears her throat, "That's just not true."
You look past her at her wingman, "Bob, back me up here. Phoenix can't lie to me to save her life." Bob opens his mouth to respond but Phoenix holds up her finger, "Don't play into her games, Bob."
"What games?" You ask accusingly, "I am simply just trying to figure out what you know about our friends being late." As you talk, you look around at the others, surveying all of their faces.
As your eyes drift over each person, your mouth drops open, "Oh my god, you all know don't you?"
"I was sworn to secrecy." Fanboy says immediately as he holds his hands up in defense. Payback fixes him with a disappointed look, "Man, you didn't even try to object."
Fanboy shrugs, "Dude, she scares me." You smile at him, "Well, now that Fanboy has basically thrown you all under the bus, what's going on with Rooster and Hangman?"
You're met with silence as each person looks around. Your gaze lands on Coyote, who is staring at the ceiling as if it's the most interesting thing in the world.
"Coyote." You say to him. He slowly drops his head and stares at you, his lips drawn tightly together, "What's up?" He asks, his hands shoved into his pockets.
"Where are those two- and please tell me that they're not trying to kill each other again?"
Coyote looks at you for a moment, before letting out a very dramatic breath, "Okay, fine. They came up with this stupid idea but they made us all swear not to tell, alright?"
You blink at him, "And why's that?"
"Because it'll ruin the fun, Apollo!" Bob says suddenly, his hands waving around in exasperation. You fix Bob with a surprised stare, not expecting the outburst.
Picking up your drink and taking a sip, you lean back in your seat, "Alright then..." You pause for a moment as you think, "Can I at least get a hint? I mean, it's not my birthday or anything so... the hell could those two be planning?"
You watch as the others exchange glances, each one ultimately shrugging as if saying what's the worst that could happen? Phoenix is the one who turns to you, "Well, you know how you're always listening to that one song? Crazy Little Thing Called Love?"
You nod slowly, "Yeah... it's good."
She laughs a bit, "It is good, yes. But Rooster and Hangman have noticed just how much you absolutely love that song."
"Okay?" You're still not seeing where this is going, the confusion clear on your face as Fanboy steps over to you, "I'd just go ahead and order another drink if I were you."
You fix him with a questioning look for a moment before waving Penny over and asking for another. You thank her as she hands it to you.
"I still don't see where this is going." You mutter into your cup, the condensation cooling your hand.
"Oh, well you're about to." Phoenix says to you lowly. You're about to ask what she means when suddenly the music shuts off, "And just a warning, Rooster and Hangman may be a little bit drunk."
For just a moment, you're very confused, but then a familiar song starts playing. You look around as the music grows and fills the air, noticing how your friends have stepped back a bit.
"Enjoy the show." Phoenix whispers to you, before leaving you alone at the bar.
The strumming of the guitar is accompanied by drums, and then suddenly you see it. Both Rooster and Hangman have finally made their appearance, the pair of them sporting their aviators.
Rooster is wearing one of his signature Hawaiian shirts, while Hangman is wearing a very fitted black t-shirt. You can't help but notice how they both look exceptionally good.
"This thing called love, I just can't handle it," The lyrics begin pouring into the room, but within seconds you realize that it isn't the original.
It's Hangman. He's walking towards you, a smile on his face as he sings into one of the karaoke mics. Your hands cover your mouth in shock, in disbelief of what you're seeing.
"This thing called love," You turn as you hear Rooster's voice filter through the speakers, "I must get 'round to it, I ain't ready." He walks over to you, his hand reaching towards you, "Crazy little thing called love."
You take his hand and laugh as he lifts yours up to his lips and places a kiss on your knuckles. You feel the heat rise to your face, just as Hangman begins to sing the next verse.
"A-this thing-" Hangman sings, and then Rooster is right next to him, "This thing!" He repeats.
The two turn and are back to back as they take turns singing the lyrics, both snapping along to the song and staring at you. As the song goes on, you see them shooting looks at each other, ones that are nothing but competitive.
"Crazy little thing called love!" Hangman sings as he finally steps away from Rooster and towards you. Rooster stumbles slightly at Hangman's sudden disappearance, but regains his footing and is by your side almost immediately.
"Sing it, baby!" Rooster says to you as he holds the mic out to you. Smiling so wide your face hurts, your grab onto the mic, your hand on top of Rooster's, "Crazy little thing called love!" You both sing, your head shaking along with the music.
You let out a yell of surprise as Rooster reaches around your waist and pulls you from your seat. He continues singing as he spins you around, the heat rising in your cheeks.
As Rooster spins you out, Hangman grabs onto your hand and pulls you to him. You laugh as he finishes out the song with the loudest, "Crazy little thing called love!" You've ever heard.
Your knees are weak from laughing, and Hangman does nothing but make them weaker as he dips you, his arm around your waist.
"How about a kiss for the performance, Darlin'?" Hangman asks as he plants you back on your feet. You let out a laugh and playfully shove at his chest before sitting back down and tapping your cheek, "Just a little one, soldier."
He laughs deeply as he leans forward and places a kiss to your cheek, his lips warming your face to the point where you're sure you resembled a tomato. Hangman winks at you as he pulls away, his hand coming up to his heart as he offers you a bow.
You clap, "Well done, gentlemen." You say as you look over to Rooster, who you didn't realize was standing so close to you. He's looking at you with a look you can't quite place, his smile from earlier having dropped.
Reaching over and cupping the back of his neck, You grin at him, "Would you like a kiss, too?" You ask, the alcohol coursing through you growing your confidence ever so much.
He looks slightly taken aback before that smile that you loved so much finds its way back to his face. Reaching up and cupping the side of your face, He leans forward and places a slow kiss to your cheek.
Your eyes flutter closed, only opening when he pulls away. You find yourself staring directly into the beautiful mix of browns that were Rooster's eyes. He's looking at you as if you're the sun, and from the heat residing in your face you feel as though you just might be.
His thumb traces over your lips ever so slightly before he pulls his hand away. You find your heart going insane in your chest as he once again kisses your hand, "Hope you liked the show, honey."
And god did you.
You watch as the pair walk away to return their mics to Penny, leaving you to finally catch your breath.
"Hooooly shit." You breathe out, taking a long drink of your beer.
"We did warn you." The sound of Phoenix's voice next to you makes you jump. You fix her with a glare, "Like hell you did- also, you and I have very different definitions of what a little drunk means."
She covers her hand with her mouth as she laughs, "Well, this could all be avoided if you would just pick one of them."
You gape at her, "If I just- Phoenix this isn't some sort of game. You know how I feel about both of them, I can't just-"
"Oh, sure you can." Phoenix stops you, "In fact, I'm pretty sure you already have it figured out in that pretty little head of yours." She states as she taps your forehead.
You wave her hand away, "You're the worst."
"I'm the best."
Shaking your head, you down the rest of your drink and swivel your chair around so that your facing the others, who so conveniently have found their way back together.
They're all casting glances at you as they try to hide their laughter. Crossing your arms, you level each of them with an icy stare, "I'll get you all back for this."
"What? Get us back for helping you decide which one of those two is your one true love?" Payback says, his hands clasped over your heart.
"How the hell was that you helping?" You ask, a laugh growing in your throat. You're sure that one of them was about to come up with some stupid response, but you never get the chance to hear it as Rooster comes up and grabs your hands.
"Dance with me." He says as he pulls you away from the group and to the makeshift dance floor. You roll your eyes as he puts your hands around his neck, before his find their home on your waist.
"So, tell me." You say to him, your hand reaching up to push a stray curl out of his eyes, "How long did you rehearse that?"
He laughs, the sound pure honey to you, "Longer than I'd like to admit."
You hum, your fingers playing with the curls on the nape of his neck, "Well, it was definitely unlike anything I've ever seen before."
"That good or bad?" He asks. You suck in a breath, "Hm, I'll let you figure that out on your own."
He shakes his head at your response, the two of you pulling apart as the song ends. "Thanks for the dance, Rooster." You say as you squeeze his hand before returning to the others.
As you walk away, you miss how Hangman walks over to Rooster, his hands clasped behind his back. He stands next to the man, his gaze fixed on you, "Well done, Bradshaw."
"I'd say the same to you, Seresin, but honestly you were a little pitchy." Rooster responds, glancing over at the other.
Hangman simply just grins, "This isn't over." He says, his voice dripping in fake kindness.
Rooster raises his eyebrows, "Oh yeah? Wouldn't be too sure of that if I were you, man." He says as he walks towards the group.
Following quickly after him, Hangman's voice is quiet in Rooster's ear, "The hell does that mean?"
Rooster just shrugs and sends Hangman a wink. You catch the final exchange and fix Rooster with a questioning look as he joins your side.
"Just friendly banter, hon." He tells you.
You nod, your gaze drifting to Hangman, who waves at you with a smile. You wave back, your mind suddenly looping back to what the others said.
Pick one? Pick one.
But which one?
☆☆☆
The next morning you're sure your head is going to burst as you sit down in your seat in the hangar. All of you had been called for a mandatory meeting of some sort. They hadn't really given you that much information and honestly, you weren't even sure you'd be able to retain it if they had.
You rest your head on the cool table, your thoughts jumbling together from the night before.
Pick one.
Why is this so hard? You think, lifting your head as you hear someone walk to the front of the room. To your surprise, you are met with Maverick.
God please don't make me fly right now. Is all you can think as his gaze flicks across all of you.
There's a slight grin that grows on his face, "Okay... with a show of hands, who here is not hungover right now?"
No one in the room moves a muscle. Except for Bob, you watch as his hand hesitantly raises into the air.
Maverick looks over to him and smiles, "Nice, Bob. I'm sure I have you to thank for making sure everyone actually got home last night?"
Bob nods, "Yes sir."
Nodding, Maverick lets out a hum before clapping his hands together, "All right. Since none of you look capable to fly right now, I have a better idea."
With that, he motions for you all to follow him. "Oh god, please don't make us do push ups." You mutter as you slide out of your seat and trail after the Captain.
"I think I'd die." Rooster says as he joins your side. You chuckle lowly and nudge him with your elbow as the pair of you walk together.
☆☆☆
"If you're about to suggest Dog Fight Football then I'm going to tell you right now that I will most certainly hurl on you." Payback says as Maverick leads them to the beach.
The hot sun beats down at you and you're already regretting getting out of bed this morning. Maverick puts his hands on his hips and faces all of you, "Nope, no football today, kids. Just swimming."
"Huh?" Coyote questions, his face scrunched together as he squints under the sun.
"You all need to wake up, and what better way to do that than by taking a dip in the nice, cold ocean?" Maverick says, stepping to the side as he holds his arm out towards the water.
There's a beat of silence before everyone lets out murmurs of agreement, moving to untie their boots and take off their flight suits.
Once everyone has stripped down to their t-shirts and shorts, you're all left looking at the water.
"Well?" Maverick asks you all, "Are you just going to stand there like idiots in a line or are you going to go in?"
You wipe a hand over your face, the sweat clinging to your skin. Just as you take a step forward, you hear one of the guys scream.
Turning to the side, you watch as Coyote lifts up Bob and runs into the water with him before promptly chucking him into the waves. "Not my wingman you bitch!" Phoenix shouts as she runs in and tackles Coyote under the water.
Your hand claps over your mouth as Rooster lets out an "oooh" from next to you, "That's gonna leave a mark."
He looks at you and it's as if you can see the thought enter his head.
"Nope-" You manage before sprinting into the ocean, Rooster close behind you. Just as your feet touches the water, his hands are around your waist, "NO!" You shout, laughter shaking your voice as he lifts you and spins you around.
"I'll save you!" You hear Hangman shout as you catch sight of him running over to the two of you, "Wait!" You yell right as he collides with Rooster, who was still holding you.
The three of you crash into the waves, the coldness of it hitting you full on as you land face first in the water. Upon surfacing, you wipe the salt from your eyes, looking up to find Hangman reaching his hand out to you, "M'lady."
You shake your head as you take it, "I wouldn't need help up if you hadn't just shoved the both of us into the water." You state as you stand, faintly aware of your hand still clasped in his.
Hangman grins, "Well to be fair, I was really just aiming for Rooster."
You chuckle, giving his hand a squeeze before letting it go. As you do, you glance over to Rooster, who is making his way over.
He wipes the water from his eyes and if you didn't know him better, you could've sworn there was a look of jealousy in his eyes.
"You good, Rooster? Swallow too much salt water." Hangman asks, his arms crossed.
"Oh, I'll get you to swallow salt water-" Rooster says just as he tackles Hangman into the waves.
You jump to the side to avoid the splashing, "What the fuck does that even mean." You say to yourself as you turn and look at them once you're a safe distance away.
You cock your head to the side as you watch them both struggle to stand, the other getting pulled down just as he comes close to getting to his feet.
You hide your laughter behind your hand as they continue, having seemingly forgotten that anyone else was there. Glancing over, you see Phoenix, who sees you.
She shrugs her arms in defeat, "There's no stopping those two!" She yells over the waves.
Shaking your head, you trudge over to her, "Will it ever stop?" You ask exasperatedly. She lets out a sigh and slings her arm over your shoulders, "Not until you pick one of em'."
"They're such children." You say as you watch them, a part of you wondering if they're actually trying to drown one another with how they're going at each other.
"Yeah... but we love them."
"That we do."
☆☆☆
Hangman and Rooster's rivalry didn't ease up like you thought it would. In fact, it seemed to only grow stronger to the point where you weren't sure if they were actually joking or not.
After a certain training session that had left you all a little more than rattled, you found them both on the tarmac. Before even walking over to them, you could tell that they were arguing with how they held themselves.
While up in the air, things had gone wrong but it was no ones fault, really. Just malfunctions that no one could predict. There was a moment up there where you were sure one of you wasn't going to make it back.
But you all had, and in one piece at that.
As you neared the two, they didn't seem to notice as they kept going at each other, their faces mere inches apart.
"Well if you weren't such a cautious little-" Hangman was saying as you finally came within ear shot.
Rooster cut him off with a shove to his chest, "Well if you learned to actually fly as a team instead of leaving people to-"
Hangman shoved back, "It is not my fault that you can't keep up, Bradshaw!"
You could see the fury light up in Rooster's eyes, and for just a moment you were worried about what he was going to do.
As you were so caught up in the two, you didn't notice the others coming over as well. Just as you were about to open your mouth to say something, the words caught in your throat as Hangman swung and landed a punch on Rooster's jaw.
It sent him spiraling to the side for just a moment before he shot back and grabbed onto Hangman's shirt before giving him a punch that sent him to the ground. Coyote and Payback rushed passed you as they grabbed onto Rooster's arms, pulling him back.
Your initial shock at the sudden fight wore off as you ran forward and took a hold of Hangman, who had regained his footing. Bob and Phoenix pulled him back as well.
"You dick!" Rooster spat at Hangman, who only leveled the man with a glare. Hangman shook out his arms, stepping back from the three of you that were holding him, "Yeah, whatever." He said before walking away, his shoulders tense.
You turned to watch him and made to follow but a hand on your shoulder stopped you, "Let him go." Phoenix's voice was quiet as she spoke.
Sighing, you reached up and ran your hands down your face.
"What happened in the sky clearly sent us all close to the edge." Bob says as he passes by, shaking out his hands as he walked back to the hangar.
"I better go with him." Phoenix tells you as she pats your arm before following her wingman. You watch her leave for a moment before turning back to Rooster, who is waving off the concerns of Coyote and Payback.
You don't catch what they're saying as you walk over, your arms crossed. Coyote squeezes Rooster's shoulder before heading out with Payback, who gives you a reassuring nod as he passes.
Once they leave, you and Rooster are left alone on the tarmac. You can see that he's visibly shaking and you want nothing more than to grab onto him and never let go.
But a part of you tells you that now may not be the best time.
"You okay?" You ask instead, trying to keep your voice level.
Rooster sighs, his gaze still fixed on the ground, "Yeah... Yeah, I'm good."
You take a step closer to him, "What happened?"
He just shakes his head, "Nothing. I mean- what happened up there was... I don't know it was unexpected but we-" He pauses and you can see that he's searching for the right words to say.
"I don't know. Hangman and I have always had this sort of... rivalry, but it's never been physical. It's never been that serious... but lately..." Rooster's voice dips as he runs a hand through his hair.
Reaching over, you take a hold of his hands at an attempt to get them to stop trembling. Looking down, you run your thumb over the redness of his knuckles, "What changed?" You ask quietly.
There's a moment of silence that allows you to lift your head and look into his eyes. His eyes that are staring right back into yours.
"You." He says simply, his voice soft.
You shake your head, "What?"
Rooster takes in a breath, "This whole thing wasn't about what happened in the air today. It's been going on for a while." He bits his lip and looks off to the side, his eyes squinting a little at the setting sun.
"I just..." He looks back to you, "I like you. I like you so much, Apollo."
You can do nothing but stare at him, your mouth suddenly dry as he speaks, his tone dripping in absolute nectar.
"And the thought of you with someone else- with him. It drives me insane." Rooster says, his grip on your hands tightening.
Your eyes dip down to his lips as he speaks, your heart beating faster as you look back up into his eyes, "Why... why would you think I'd ever be with Hangman?" You asks quietly.
Rooster's face scrunches up as he shakes his head, "I don't know. I don't know he just- god he infuriates me."
You can feel the beat of his heart through the pulse of his hands, and it's going just as fast as yours. Letting go of one of his hands, you reach up and cup the side of his face, your thumb swiping over his cheek.
"I really care about you. I think about you all the time and today..." Rooster takes a deep breath as he looks at you, his eyes shining with unshed tears, "Today was so scary a-and unexpected that it just-"
He doesn't get a chance to finish as you pull him to you and kiss him. Hard. Both of your hands find their way to the back of his neck and are tangling themselves in his hair just as he's wrapping his arms around you.
He pulls you impossibly closer to him right as you break apart, both of you breathing heavily. You press your forehead against his and smile pulls at your lips, "I care about you too, Rooster." You say softly as you lean back just enough to look at him, "And you're the only one I want."
The smile that grows on his face is one that you're sure could end you right then and there. Pulling him to you once more, you kiss him again but this time it's more gentle, more meaningful.
He feels like magic against you and there's a part of you that never wants this to end. You smile into the kiss and hold him tighter.
He breaks off for just a moment, his breathing hard, "I lied." He says quickly.
Your heart drops, "What do you mean?"
His mouth opens for a second before closing. Then he's shaking his head and a nervous smile is tugging at your lips, "I don't like you, y/n. I love you."
The moment the words leave his mouth you feel your heart grow so much you're sure it might burst out of your chest.
"I love you so fucking much and I-" He starts but you're shaking your head and pulling him closer, "Oh, just kiss me."
And he does. His arms wrap around you and hold you to him as he deepens the kiss, his lips sweet against yours. You both move in synch, fitting together as if you were made for one another.
You smile at the thought and whisper a soft, "I love you too." against his lips. You can feel him smile into the kiss before lifting you off your feet and spinning you around.
In this moment, you swear that you've never been happier as you hold on to the man you love.
He's yours, and you’re his.
Finally.
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