Author’s Note: This has been sitting in my drafts for a long ass time but McHanzo Week finally kicked me into gear to get it done. Helped that it fit two prompts
Jesse McCree was a man who knew how to roll with the punches. Resourcefulness was a skill he had perfected over years of being on the run after he deserted from Blackwatch, and hell, even maybe before that.
This. This was not something Jesse could easily roll with.
Jesse had already torn his own room apart looking for the ring. It wasn’t a simple case of him simply forgetting where he had hidden it either. Yes, he had to have hidden it somewhere incredibly sneaky to avoid Hanzo simply coming across it, but he had checked every single nook and cranny in the room. Shit, he had even checked the ceiling tiles.
No matter how high or low Jesse looked however, the engagement ring he’d finally saved up enough money for was absolutely nowhere to be seen. He weighed his options, which were looking to be either: A) letting the cat out of the bag and asking Hanzo for his help or B) tear the entire base apart. The latter option was the one Jesse decided on, not quite ready to face the music. Hanzo always had said he was a stubborn man. Jesse just liked to prove him right time and time again.
He made it all the way to the rec room before Hanzo discovered him.
Waiting was the worst, especially with the condition you were in; pregnant. You were about five months along, your middle having grown out and were now starting to feel the kicks of the life you were staring with Hanzo. Even though the archer was stoic and rather unemotional to anyone else, you knew he had a gentle heart in there and you managed to find it. The man had pierced your heart long before you got his after working with him getting to know him, and even saving each other a few times since the Recall was out into affect. With each other’s hearts, you managed to convince him to start a family, hoping this would help him forgive himself and give him the life he deserved with lots of love. Now only if your own heart wasn’t aching at the moment as he was out a mission, worrying that he would make it back save to you, to your child. Knowing he would be back sometime today, you were waiting in the main lounge of the reused headquarters, cozy on the couch as you pined for your love to come home safely. Unknown to you though, the father of your child was looking for you, having looked in your shared room and else where, his feet silent as he soon spotted his love. With slow, quiet steps, he walked over to surprise you of his arrival.
“You seem to be doing well,” Hanzo mumbled, the archer placing his hand on your shoulder.
“I wasn’t until you showed up,” surprised, you looked behind your shoulder to see that face you missed so much, “How are you?”
“I could say the same,” he pressed your forehead against yours, the closest he got to public displays of affection usually but since the beginning of your pregnancy, he had been doing a bit more but only when he was sure you two were alone. This was the case at the moment as he moved around the couch, taking a seat as he placed a hand on your bulge and rubbing it gently.
“Ha-anzo, what are yo-ou doing?” you asked him, a little embarrassed as your cheeks flustered deep red at the potential of someone seeing you two.
“I would like to say hello to our child,” Hanzo mumbled as he was going to lean in to kiss your belly but noticed a familiar blue glow coming from his arm. His two spirit dragons, currently in noodle form had manifested, curling up around your middle and starting to nip at Hanzo, who had currently jerked away. “What the-”
“I’m sorry, they seem to be protective of me,” you chuckled, the two protecting you like crazy since you first told Hanzo you were pregnant, “Much like their master.”
“They should learn to respect him as well,” Hanzo grumbled as he shot the two dragons a dirty look but he couldn’t be that mad. He was actually rather proud of them as he sat back in his seat, sighing to himself. “Yet Soba and Udon tend to follow their own path.”
The noodle dragons were curled up around your belly, rather warm and light and were occasionally moved out of place by a well placed kick from the fetus. Hanzo tried a few more time to touch his child for father-child bonding but the spirits were as protective as ever and the archer gave up after a while. At least he had you, wrapping his hand around yours and rubbing your fingers gently while your other was petting one of the noodles, Soba, you think.
With the jungle of spurs starting to get louder and louder, Hanzo let of your hand, much to your dismay, and crossed his arms as Jesse walked in, looking over your way with a smile on his face. “Well howdy, dar- oh, I see yer back,” his smile turned into a frown, noticing your man right there as he shrugged but walked closer.
“You’re surprised?” Hanzo asked him, rather defensive of you from him and from the look on the dragons’ faces, they would be too.
“I’ve ben hopin’ to visit yer lil’ varmint,” Jesse mumbled, trying to have a little fun with the idea of being an uncle, “An uncle’s gotta say howdy.”
“Only if it’s okay with you,” you sighed, knowing Jesse was a decent friend but Hanzo was your love and with the two not liking each other, tolerance was all up to Hanzo.
Hanzo paused for a moment, thinking as he looked at you, Jesse, and then at the dragons. A small smirk soon started to grow on his face as he actually nodded in agreement. “By all means.”
Jesse smirked as he was gonna be the best uncle before the kid was born, hoping to get a kick to them.
“Don’t mind if I- OWW!” Jesse had tried to move close but he didn’t even lay a hand on you as Soba nipped at his finger. Udon proceeded to hiss at Jesse, biting his other hand. It was only when Jesse got up and shook the pair off that the dragons let go, hissing and growling at they returned to their previous spots on and around their master’s child.
“Why I outta- control yer snakes!” Jesse grumbled as he rubbed his fingers, looking at the little bite marks on his hands and fingers. The glare he shot Hanzo could’ve probably killed him but he was relaxed the entire time.
“They do this by their own accord,” he stated, cool, calm, and collective on the outside but the light upward curve of the corners of his mouth stated he was proud of his spirit dragons, “You just have to respect them.”
“Maybe I’ll visit when the kid is born,” Jesse sighed, knowing he would have another option later when those serpents where under control or exterminated but much later than he wanted. With mumbled and grumbled under his breath, he left the room to have the bites checked by Angela and he wouldn’t die by such rascals.
You sighed, looking at all of them before you pinched your brow out of disgrace. “You’re too protective, all of you.”
The dragons whined, thinking they were doing the right thing as they tried to lick your hands and face to make it up to you. Meanwhile their master furrowed his brow, not liking to be chided like this but he nodded. “… but in a good way?”
“Of course,” you replied, knowing you couldn’t be mad your child’s father, kissing his cheek in return before asking one more thing out of all of them, “… but maybe back down a bit?”
Hanzo looked at the noodles, almost as if understanding each other in the silence as Hanzo replied for all of them with a cocky smile on his face.
“We can make no promises.”
~The next morning~
Jesse was not going to die, according to Angela, but he thought he would as he had gotten up in the morning, bites all wrapped and grouchy over it. “Might need a second opinion ‘bout these bites,” he mumbled as he was currently getting dressed, “Don’t want no rabies.”
When Jesse was finally getting his boots on, he had too much on his mind to notice his boot seemed a little too heavy and it was too late as he noticed a sharp pain to his toe. “DA-AMN!”
“What was that?” you hummed, hearing a loud and a bit of an effeminate scream echoing down the hall as Hanzo and you were currently eating breakfast with the rest of the Overwatch agents.
“Seems he woke up to a surprise,” Hanzo mused, sipping at his tea nonchalantly, “Not of my doing, of course.”
His choice of words made you curious, then angry as you furrowed your brow at him. “What did you do?”
Hanzo only took another sip of tea while a small, wiggly blue glow crawling up his sleeve, retreating to it’s home before the archer answered you.
“In his wording, you could say he found a snake in his boot.”
How is Lukas about his cats and do they have names? ^v^
L: He comes here every day just to bite Jesse and scratch me, and to steal all our food. And to scratch all the furniture. And to bother the horse. And to leave smelly fish on the front porch. The list goes on… L: But he’s the greatest and I would die for him.
about/request: Hey hope you’re doing well .. can you possibly do an imagine where you and Werenski are kind of a thing but he doesn’t wanna put a label on it but he sees you talking with another guy somewhere and gets jealous so he just comes up and kisses you?
warnings: some mild cursing and one kick-ass kiss
authors note: thank you, i am well!!! ngl i skipped ahead to do this one, i really liked it and thought it was cute. i hope it’s what you wanted!!!
A/n:so this is my first ever fic on tumblr! I only ever write on Wattpad but I thought why not. Been meaning to post this for so long but it’s finally here! Enjoy 😉
Spring break. Boy was you happy for it arrive. You and your best friend Jeff had made a pact to be on your best behaviour this semester, not skipping classes, slacking in tests and actually attempting the homework set in bio. You didn’t want to admit it, but you was a slacker, way too laid back in school for your own good, having friends like Zach to help you with bio and Sheri to help with history, you didn’t really put in effort. It wasn’t until Jeff found your test scores screwed up in the corner of your room he knew he needed to help. If it wasn’t for his annoyingly charming smile and bright eyes staring into your soul as he swore you to promise him you would “try a little harder” you would have said no. But this was Atkins, you couldn’t say no. So you did, you actually took notes in bio, listened in English, attended history and your grades did start to improve.
“I told you things would get better if you actually behaved in school” Jeff said handing you your B+ you got on your history essay, smirking at you .
“Ok ok so maybe Mr motivator over here had a point!” You said pushing him playfully. “My grades improved so now it’s time to celebrate. Still picking me up for the spring break party at Bryces?”
“Of course your majesty, I’ll be there at 8” he replied sending you his signature wink which for some reason always made you turn jelloid . You stood there for a second until you noticed jess and Justin staring at you with shit eating grins plastered on their face as they saw you looking a little too flustered by Jeffs exit. You just laughed it off jumping into the back of the car.
“You’re definitely coming back to mine to get ready if you wanna impress Atkins y/n” Jess smirked as she looked at you through the wing mirror. You began to blush as you did have a crush on Jeff Atkins, who coincidentally was your best friend, who was best friends with Justin like you was best friends with jess. It basically made things very tricky to handle when you had feelings for the guy.
“I’ll have to wear your clothes then Jess I haven’t brought anything with me” you said hoping you could borrow a hot dress for the party. Jess nodded in agreement which meant you was going to look perfect.This wasn’t just one of Bryces usual drink ups. This was something you knew was going to be epic. A party to remember. As Justin pulled up to Jessica’s house you jumped out just to be called back by him.
“Hey y/n nows your chance to get Atkins. He’s been waiting so long for a girl like you to come his way” Justin said in a slight whisper. You looked at him with suspicious eyes not knowing whether he was being genuine about Jeff or if jess had blurted out how you felt or if Justin was just fucking with you as per. His smirk soon snapped you back to reality that he was just playing, which made you turn on your heels flipping him off walking inside with Jess.
“He’s gonna be waiting for you l/n, you gotta look hot!” Justin shouted back before starting his engine
“Fuck you Foley fuck you.” You replied letting out a small chuckle before plonking your bags on the floor. Jess had already made her way upstairs to get ready calling you to come up and look for something to wear. If you was honest with yourself you wanted anything which would get the guys attention. You knew that once monty and Zach saw you looking good Jeff would be soon to follow suit. As you looked through Jess’s wardrobe you pulled out a little black lace dress. It was the one. You stripped quickly, pulling the dress with fit your figure perfectly. You let your hair down leaving it in its natural state. You was admiring yourself in the mirror when Jess walked in looking at you with a smirk.
“Well don’t you look hot” she chirped “Jeff is definitely gonna fall for you looking like that” she smirked raising her brows. You turned to her giving her a fake laugh with only made her smirk more at the fact she could see straight through your facade
“Come on I know you like him” she admitted
“I know you do. And maybe tonight might be the night everything happens, maybe not, so shall we just get ready and see” you replied with a bite.
“Ok” Jess sighed rolling her eyes at your delusion of the situation between you and Jeff “ you best text him that you’re coming with me to the party to surprise him how good you’ll look”
Jess finally made it to Bryce’s parking up outside where there were dozens of cars surrounding the house. You stepped out with Jess making your way to the front door when you felt all eyes on you as you walked in. The house was packed. The alcohol was flowing like crazy, people were dancing drinking partying making out everywhere and you was loving it. Jess grabbed your hand making your way to the kitchen to grab a drink when you saw Justin Zach Monty and Bryce all stud with beer. Jess ran into Justin’s arms, kissing his neck as she clearly had missed his touch. You saw the guys turn to you, there eyes all widening as they saw you.
“Well someone’s planning on getting laid tonight ” Zach joked pulling you in for a hug. Monty handed you a beer as you rested on the counter surrounded by everyone
“So…” monty dragged out “who you looking hot for y/n?Gotta have someone in mind” asked raising his brow
You shrugged your shoulders lying blatantly knocking back the beer. “I’m just planning on getting wasted” you smiled
“If you wanna get wasted with me, you know where to find me sweet cheeks” Bryce pipped up sending you a smirked which instantly made your eyes roll.
“In your dreams Bryce ” you laughed flipping him off going off with Jess to find Sheri.
As the night went on more people began to dance with their cups high in the air, swaying and dancing to whatever was blasting through the speakers. You hadn’t seen Jeff yet and you had a sick feeling in the pit of your stomach that he had bailed. You and Sheri was sat by the pool, drinks in hand listening to what was another of Jess and Justin’s fall outs when you began to day dream and wonder where the hell Jeff was. You couldn’t wait to see him, dance with him and take it back to his place where you could finally f-
“So what the fuck should I do y/n? You and Justin are close what would he want” Jess asked completely throwing you off guard. You squinted your eyes at her trying to figure out what she was talking about but you honestly had no clue. You wanted to open your mouth to say something but you was stopped thankfully by a pair of hands grabbing your shoulders, making you jump out of your skin. You turned around to see the one and only Jeff crouching next to you with a beaming smile. You gave him a tight hug silently thanking him for saving your ass.
“I’ve literally been looking for you everywhere man!” He chuckled, finally content that he’d found you “you look great by the way, really hot” he winked making your cheeks burn
“Oh Atkins you are a cute one” you responded trying to keep your cool
“So anyway you know because you’re such a great person I was wondering if you would play beer pong and be on my team” Jeff went of to say, making you frown a little “Justin said I should ask you as he said your really good”
You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at the pathetic attempt of Justin getting you and Jeff together. You was shit at beer pong and you definitely didn’t want Jeff to see how bad.
“I would say yes but that would just result in Justin rubbing it in my face he’s better then me” you pouted “sorry Atkins”
“It’s ok babe, I’ll ask monty.” He winked “ I’ll come find you later” and with that he was off into back into the house,your eyes finally loosing him in the crowd.Both girls turned to you, mouths hung open.
“What the fuck was that about then huh?” Jess asked, eyes wife pushing your shoulder. “Thought you and Atkins were just ‘friends’”
“Didn’t look like it to me” Sheri sang making Jess laugh uncontrollably
“Oh my God come on guys it’s what we do we are always like this”
You shrugged like what happened wasn’t a big deal
“Bullshit!” Jess blurted making you frown
“She’s right!” Sheri added “we all can see you both want each other. He’s looking hot, you’re looking like a snack, you’re both destined for each other” she went on
“You find his ass now!” Jess demanded making you laugh but she was serious. She pulled a “why the fuck are you still here” face at you making you get up from the pool side.
“Fine I’m going to get a drink and I will find him” you huffed pulling a fake smile waving goodbye with your empty cup.
“Go get him” you heard the two of them shouted making you smile.
You made your way to the kitchen where you grabbed yourself your 4th vodka and tequila concoction as you began to sway along to the music sipping your drink. You didn’t dare to find Jeff yet. If you was going to make a move you would need a whole lot more drinks down you. You carried on drinking, taking shots to quicken the process. You was finally feeling a buzz so you took your drink and followed the beat of the music. As you got into the song, dancing with the crowd of school kids you felt to hands grip your hips instantly guiding you as your hips glided along with the music grinding next to an unknown waist. The grip soon tightened and you was span round to see the face of Jeff, sending you his contagious grin. His blue eyes hit you and you looked away biting your lip, trying not to show your drunken state was totally falling for his sweet charming looks.
“I gotta admit” Jeff began speaking in your ear as so you could hear him “you were looking extremely hot dancing over here alone I had to come join you”
Your cheeks burned from his words as jeffs compliment meant more then all the boys stares at the party.
“ you just look really really stunning tonight y/n, like wow” he began to slur as his body grew closer to yours, his ands roaming your back.
“Are you drunk Atkins” you looked at him trying not to laugh at how waved he really was
“I am not drunk” Jeff protested “ I’m just here wondering whether my little miss perfect here is finally ready to let her hair down and have a little fun.” His voice deeper and eyes full of lust “ I mean you’ve been on your best behaviour baby let’s have some fun.”
And with that, the mix of alcohol and stream of dopamine flowing through your body you smiled linking your hands round jeffs neck passionately connecting lips. The warm sensation from his lips made you want him more as your kisses became hungrier, kissing his soft lips over and over. Realisation then hit you that you finally was kissing the boy who had been your crush, your best friend, the guy you wanted to be with. You couldn’t help but smile through the kiss which suddenly made you giggle uncontrollably making your lips part.
“What’s so funny” Jeff asked, pressing his forehead to yours, dying for the taste of your lips again.
“It’s nothing” you said, smiling with embarrassment, but Jeff soon cupped your face, kissing you passionately again.
“Tell me what’s so funny” he said between kisses.
You looked him dead in the eye, chewing corner of your bottom lip as you were about to confess how you felt to Jeff.
“It’s just funny because I’ve wanted this for so long Jeff. Because” you paused as his smile slowly started to grow as though he knew what you was about to say “ fuck because I fucking like you Jeff” you finally admitted, literally face palming as Jeff’s eyes widened and he pulled his annoying cute grins. Fuck you had no idea whether he was feeling the same way or it was just him laughing that you confessed you liked him and looked like a damn idiot. He slowly took hold of your hand, pulling it away from your face, looking at you will his grin still plastered on his face.
“I’m glad you find it funny. Because I like you too” he said pulling your body closer together feeling his breath on your skin “how about we get out of here and see what the night brings us”
You smiled as Jeff bit his bottom lip as you both were on the same wave length with ditching the party for the rest of the night. You knew you both were about to have a lot more fun. You pecked his lips and took his hand ready to leave.
Hey! I hope you will enjoy this blog! I certainly hope I won’t disappoint you guys. I will try my best to write the things you guys want, and with match-ups I will try my best to match you with the best person I feel like would be perfect for you!
Jesse watches Gabriel in profound sleep from under the
doorframe of the rec room. He can’t help smiling at the peaceful picture his
commander makes when he’s not scolding him, or pinning his face to the mattress
in front of the other agents. Watching him sleep comfortable on the sofa makes
Jesse want to join him. Turn the lights off and curl up beside him with a
blanket for both of them before their mission later. Jesse forgets why he searched
all over the base for his commander in the first place.
“There’s your target, McCree,” Rainer whispers by his ear,
almost startling the cowboy. The older agent pulls out a twenty dollar bill and
displays it in front of the newly turned 23-year-old’s eyes.
Jesse’s eyes turn wicked as he smirks. “Easiest money I’ll
Rainer pulls the bill away and Kimura, another agent,
chuckles behind them.
“I wouldn’t be so sure about that,” Kimura says. “He can’t
wake up for five seconds.”
“And we all know Reyes gets on his feet at the sound of a
speck of dust hitting the floor,” Shannon, another agent, adds.
“Relax, fellas,” McCree says with a calm tone, waving them
off with one hand. “I know what I’m doing. I might talk a lot, but I do my best
work silent. Watch and learn.”
He hears a few more chuckles and hums of disbelieve as he
steps away from the trio. His knees start to feel like jelly the closer he’s to
Reyes, still peacefully asleep, with no idea of the trickster that’s a few feet
away from him. Jesse’s lips go dry even when he licks them. His breath catches in
his throat and the room starts feeling smaller.
But none of this is visible to the other agents. The room is
empty except for Reyes and McCree. That’s how it would feel anyways, even if it
was crowded. There is something of that dark, rough man that keeps Jesse on his
toes and makes him feel like he’s alone on this earth when Reyes’ brown eyes fall
on him. Is too bad they’re closed now, but that’s how he wants it right now.
How he needs it.
He steps right in front of his commander, with spread legs
that don’t help Jesse in anyway, but he ignores it. He focuses on his parted
lips as he breathes softly. How soft and tasty they look. Jesse smiles as he
bites his bottom lip, ready to try them out. He wants to drink and taste
everything that has gone through Gabriel’s mouth and leave his own mark.
Jesse takes off his hat and brushes his hair back before
leaning down. Gabriel’s name almost sings out of Jesse’s lips like a whisper
before he kisses the older man. God, he wants to savor more the second their
lips touch. He wants to dip his tongue, saddle his commander’s lap and wrap his
arms around the thick neck. But there’s no time. He can feel the earth shaking.
He can already taste the sour words of Gabriel’s scolding on his tongue and the
furry, burning red on his eyes when he opens them.
But nothing ever comes.
Jesse gets lost in time and five seconds turn to twelve and
he even moves his own lips, pretends his commander responds to the act. He’s
about to lean closer, make it deeper, before Rainer pulls him off and out of
the rec room.
“You have a death wish, my man,” the agent says with eyes
full of surprised as they shove the bill on Jesse’s hands.
“Can’t believe he’s still asleep,” Kimura says as he looks
at their commander.
Jesse also looks. Gabriel looks almost death and if Jesse
hadn’t felt the warmth of his mouth, he would have rushed to check his pulse.
“You are lucky,” Shannon pokes him.
Jesse shrugs as he puts on his hat. “Nah, I just have a real
gift to leave people speechless with my mouth.”
The floor vibrates under Jesse’s black boots. The platform
starts to open and the wind rushes in, almost knocking Jesse back. He looks
over his shoulder, every other agent looks comfortable with a parachute on
their back. Some look ready to jump before their commander’s signal. Kimura
gives him a thumbs up. Is the first time Jesse’s jumping of a flying plane into
a mission and his nerves are on full drive. He wants to vomit the light dinner
he had before coming.
“Alright!” Reyes says over the sound of rushing wind. “As
soon as you hit the ground, run for cover! There’s no sure sign of them knowing
we’re coming! There’s an abandoned mechanic shop, near, my sources found no
sign of our targets in it! Use it for shelter! Rainer, Shannon, place all our
supplies there once they fall!” Reyes says to the pair with a strong metal
crate between them. “Hastings, McCree, Taylor, Vaez and I will take the open
field! Nahir, Stamos and Marks got into the trees! Understood?!”
“Yes, sir!” The agents choir together, even McCree with
“Alright, ten seconds to jump, and McCree?”
Jesse almost misses his commander’s words between the
noises. He looks at Reyes a millisecond before he’s pulled by his tactical vest
towards the older man.
His eyes snap open and he’s sure his pupils blow full black
when Gabriel kisses him. It’s deep and there’s something feral about it. Like
the world’s about to end. Or they’re about to jump to their death. Time freezes
and Jesse feels like he’s not in his own skin anymore. There’s a warmth
crawling in his bones that ceases his nerves. Gabriel pulls away too soon and
he feels his commander’s hand also slipping out of his back pocket.
Gabriel smiles as he shows him the twenty dollar bill Rainer
gave him earlier from doing his dare. Reyes slips the bill deep into his
pocket, looking as calm as ever before he jumps off the plane.
Jesse watches how the other agents pass by him, laughing and
shaking their heads as they jump off. His mind is a blank space before he
really focuses on Rainer who grabs his hand.
“First one to hit the ground gets to get that money back
from Reyes,” Rainer falls back from the platform and Jesse realizes too late
they have taken the cowboy with them along.
Filling the prompt “something about the reader being sick - like a flu or something and Van taking care of her!??” from @tokyyo-narita
Note: There are a fair few Nurse Van stories going around. So, I present something a little different. I would love some feedback on the format of this one.
The harsh lights of the emergency room made everything seem sicker than it already was. Conversations were all hushed so people could eavesdrop on triage; trauma is entertaining, after all. The soft moans of pain and silent tears rolling down cheeks were making you feel worse. Van couldn’t hold you like you wanted, needed, him to. The plastic armrests of the chairs prevented proper contact. All he could do was kiss the side of your head and rub your back.
Your illness wasn’t visible. Your emergency was internal. The risk seemed managed. Therefore, the wait time would be long. As the hours passed you tried to keep yourself occupied by memorising the cast of characters in the room. The child who was sure she had swallowed glass, but was diagnosed with a slight bruise to her tummy. A man asking everyone for cigarette, but each time he asked he used a different slang word for a smoke. It was unclear what his illness was, if any. There was a young guy injured on the worksite. You caught a glimpse of his injured arm; it was twisted, broken, and bone was visible. An elderly woman was coughing up liquid a disconcerting colour, and you were sure she was patient zero for the zombie apocalypse.
When your stomach growled with hunger pains, Van begged you again to let him go and get you something substantial to eat. When you said no again and again, he settled on vending machine sandwiches and overpriced bottled water. It tasted blend and did little to distract you.
Request: I was wondering if you could do a teen! Dean x teen! reader where Dean takes her out for the fall semester and they go apple picking, pumpkin carving or go to a haunted house like a double date with Sam and jess. Then later on they have shy smut but it’s passionate at the reader’s house having her parents not being home?
Jesse can hardly sleep since Gabriel left for the mission.
He turns every five minutes on his hotel bed, the creaks echo in his ears and
his breath is the only sound between the walls. Is not supposed to be a
dangerous mission, but the way Gabriel spoke to him through a video chat before
he left, with a promise he carried in his eyes of the ways he will make Jesse
cry, squirm and moan when he came back left the cowboy’s bones rattling enough
to keep him awake.
He checks his phone, it’s almost two in the morning. Gabriel
had to infiltrate a party in Castillo to get insight on the family throwing it
after they were found guilty of human trafficking. Nothing is supposed to
happen in the gathering, Gabriel is there to track and speak to the family,
find weaknesses before Blackwatch strikes. If it goes well, the Lorenzos will
be behind bars by tomorrow night.
Gabriel did not allowed Jesse to see him in person before he
left. The screen of the video chat only showed Gabriel’s neck and head. His
commander knew how to tease him, how to leave Jesse wanting more before even
realizing it. Jesse was getting anxious, like a puppy waiting for his owner to
arrive with a treat. He was eager to have Gabriel’s presence in the same room,
to smell his own scent and any others he had caught during the night. Jesse
whined to himself, forgetting for a minute there were three other agents
sleeping in the room. Even if he wanted to relief himself, called for Gabriel’s
name like the devil he is to come and drink the life out of him, he couldn’t.
The vibration from his phone startles him and he fumbles
over the night table to grab it.
“I’m back,” Gabriel types and Jesse feels he can breathe again.
He’s on his feet in seconds, his phone almost slips off the
mattress. He grabs a key card and leaves the room. He hurries down three doors
and knocks. But he’s too greedy too wait and tries the door knob. It’s unlocked
and he quickly steps inside, makes sure to lock it after him before looking for Gabriel.