There’s Something About A Man In Uniform
Based on Anon Prompt: “Owen in uniform please? Like maybe reader sees Owen and teases him a bit but also realizes how attractive he is? Thanks!! ”
A/n: Love this idea!! I hope I properly represented the uniform and his status. Thanks for the great prompt!
“Oh.My.God.” Your jaw drops open as you hold up a navy blue jacket and stare at it. When you told Owen you wanted to help him tidy up the place before you move in, you never expected to end up going through a trunk under his bed filled with his things from the Navy. He walks in the room behind you, having heard your outburst and stops in his tracks. He notices the double breasted jacket you’re holding and looks at you curiously.
“What? You’ve never seen a service uniform?” He leans against the door frame, arms folded and you shake your head slowly.
“I’ve seen one. I’ve just never seen one on you.” You raise your eyebrows as you look up at him and a wicked grin slowly spreads across your face.
Recognition hits him and he lets out a short laugh. “No. Not a chance.” He turns and walks out of the room and you lay the jacket on the bed, running after him.
“Owen, please? I bet you look so sexy in it.” You place a hand on his arm and tug softly, trying to turn him around to face you. “I’ll put on that little red thing you like.” You have no problem bribing him as you didn’t even know how much you needed this in your life until you found it. Now, you’re desperate to see him in his dress uniform. You’ve never even seen any pictures form his life back then and you just can’t imagine him wearing something that formal.
He turns around to look at you and you see the indecision in his eyes. “I don’t even know if it fits right anymore.” He shrugs his shoulders but you laugh and slide your hands under his button down shirt, slowly dragging your fingertips down his abs.
“Oh yeah, because you’re so out of shape.” You give him a smirk and place a hand on his cheek, puffing out your bottom lip. “Please, Owen. For me?” You know that pouting normally gets you whatever you want and you look at him with sad eyes before he closes his, shaking his head.
“Yeah, okay fine.” You shout excitedly and run back to the room, dropping to your knees in front of the chest. He follows behind you slowly and walks in to see the rest of his things already laid out on the bed.
“All of it?” He groans as he picks up the belt by the buckle and runs his thumb over the metal. You see recognition in his eyes as he looks over his old uniform and breathes out a heavy sigh before peeing his shirt off over his head.
“Wait!” You shout, “I want to see it all at once.” You playfully cover your eyes and run out of the room, hearing him chuckle under his breath.
You sit on the couch, legs crossed as you bounce up and down slightly. You wait in anticipation to see him all dressed up in uniform and call out to him. “Are you done yet?”
“No.” He says, plainly and you nod your head.
“Right, okay.” You wait a beat and then ask again. “How about now?”
“If you keep asking, I’m going to take it off!” He shouts teasingly, but it shuts you up. You’ve never wanted anything as badly as you want this right now. You watch the door intently and freeze when you see and hear the knob being turned. You get extremely excited as you wait for him to walk out and when he does, your reaction surprises even you.
You expected to see him in his uniform and think how sexy he was and how turned on you were to see him like that, but you look at him now in awe. You already know he’s clearly in great shape, but the coat hugs his torso perfectly, really emphasizing how fit he is. You know nothing about the medals and adornments on the jacket, but your brain recognizes that they signal importance. He looks at you, hat in his hand at his side, rather than on his head, and waits for a response.
You can’t help yourself as you stand up and a small tear rolls down your cheek. He looks at you with concern and moves forward towards you and you put your hands up, fiddling with his collar.
“Okay?” He says, confused. “This isn’t the reaction I was expecting.”
You smile softly and let out a small chuckle as you move a hand to his cheek, looking him deep in the eyes.
“You’re so amazing.” You say, still in awe at how regal he looks. Everything about him screams authority and respect and it’s so weird to see him like that. You let out a shaky breath and he moves his free hand to your hip.
“So, I guess that means you like it?” He asks, raising his eyebrows, still unsure of your response. You bite your lip and nod your head, before pressing up on your toes to give him a kiss.
“I love it. I love you.” You whisper against his lips and his arms wrap around you as you pull yourself closer to him. You think about all of the things he went through before the two of you met. He was a soldier and a leader. He fought for the country proudly and bravely, often risking his own life. Seeing him every day, so playful and carefree makes you forget everything he’s done. You pull away from the kiss, staring into his eyes deeply, and think about how proud you are to call yourself his fiancée.
He looks down at you proudly, with moisture in his eyes and leans in to whisper, “I love you, too.”