Summary: Adventure stirs when your trapped on a plane with the Suicide Squad.
Pairing: Reader x Captain Boomerang
“Ye, ya wanna ground me, luv?” Boomerang asked with a lazy smirk. He’s
sat on a lazy lounge at the back of the government’s private jet. His body
takes up the entirety of its space; jittery limbs, he’s always moving.
“Fuck off.” You puffed out. Head flicks in his direction before it
shifted back, your eyes locked on the back of Diablo’s chair in front of you.
It’s a danger to have this many prisoners on board, but what perhaps nerved you
most was the Australian.
Harley bounced up on her chair. As much as you had tried to sit next
to Katana, at least the plane ride would’ve been fairly quiet; the amped up
blonde had urged you to sit right beside her. Legs bending, she sat in the most
uncomfortable position you’d ever seen. Hands whipped out her mobile from her
shorts pocket, discretely. Before
getting onto the plane, Flag had thrown tracked iPhone’s at the merry villains.
It was his not so secret way of Waller keeping an eye on all of you and for
Harley, it seemed, a way for her to start yet another conversation.
[ text to: Boomey ] I want y’ to give me an Aussie kiss!