I’m half asleep and this is probably terrible, but I love Jensen and had to give it a shot.
The Losers/Jake Jensen x Reader
one: you’re not supposed to flirt with your contact. Jensen didn’t get the
memo. Well, he did. But then he shredded it. Because it was stupid.
the crowded plaza; spotting the restaurant Clay informed him was the meeting
point and taking a seat on the patio. He waved down a waitress to order a quick
drink, since the summer sun was blazing hot above, and fiddled with his
“Tell me again
why this meeting had to be public?” he grumbled, eyes darting to and fro. “And
why I had to be the one doing said
“She’s taking a
risk even talking to us,” Clay’s voice came over the radio in a bored fashion.
“A public place is less suspicious. If Max found out she was sneaking off to
abandoned warehouses, he might get a little trigger happy.”
didn’t answer my other question,” he pouted.
“Pooch is still
laid up and Cougar’s specialty is shooting people,” Clay grunted. “So you won
sighed, squinting as he tried to find his target. “But I’m just letting you
know, my acting skills are a little rusty. I mean—I’m good, I’m always good. I could use some polish, is all. The last
time I had to perform, I got a little…distracted and—”
up,” Clay groaned. “She’s here, at your ten o’clock.”
Jensen sat up straighter, his eyes widening as he finally spotted you. He’d
never seen a simple sundress look so good. He unconsciously found himself
hypnotized by the sway of your hips as you walked.
the busy patio, you politely smiled at the waiter approaching you and murmured
something while pointing towards his table. The waiter nodded in understanding
and moved on. Jensen smirked a little.
You were with
him. Suck it, waiter.
late,” you offered in greeting as you pulled up a chair. You both waited in
silence as a waitress dropped off his drink and told you she’d give you a
minute. “I was feeling a little paranoid, so I took a few precautions on the
way here. To make sure I wasn’t followed,” you admitted with slight
embarrassment. A spy you were not.
“Uh, I assure
you, ma’am,” he replied, trying to fake the confidence he didn’t feel and
grinning, “you’re in safe hands with me.”
“I’m Jensen, by
the way,” he offered you a hand to shake. “Jake, that is. Jake Jensen. Heh, I
sound like James Bond. Jensen. Jake
Jensen. Actually it’s Captain
Jake Jensen. But no standing on ceremonies, right? So you can call me Jensen.
Or Jake, if you’d like…Whatever.”
There was a
long, awkward pause that left him squirming. Clay was trying to muffle his
chuckled with a shake of your head, “I was curious if there was more to your
introduction.” You could see a hint of a blush on his cheeks and you bowed your
Jake Jensen,” you grinned, “It is a pleasure to meet you. I am afraid I can’t
stay very long. I’m on my lunch break and my boss will know something is up if
Jensen nodded in
understanding, a little too fervently. Your hand slipped into your purse and
you palmed the flash drive. Pulling his hand to yours, you slipped it into his
grip as you made to play with his fingers and act coy. He seemed to take the
hint, palming the device easily. But he didn’t pull away.
brought up his other hand, leaving you stretched slightly across the table
sitting hand in hand like smitten teenagers. You smothered a grin as he ran his
thumb across your knuckles.
“Why do I feel
like you’re enjoying this?” you shook your head in amusement.
“Because you are
a very perceptive woman,” he grinned widely.
“Damn it Jensen,
you’re not feeling up our contact, are you?” Clay interrupted the moment and
Jensen dropped your hands and turned his head to mutter into his microphone.
“God no, Clay,”
he said in a harsh whisper, “Give me a little credit here. I’m being charming,”
he added, turning back to you with a wide, crooked smile.
possible?” Clay wondered in disbelief, and Jensen looked away once more, his
“I’m a delight!”
he mumbled, before shifting his attention back to you, adjusting his glasses
and trying to strike a come hither pose.
“He really is,”
you assured him, leaning forward to make sure whoever was in his ear heard you
“Ha! Hear that,”
he added smugly.
“Well sorry to
burst your bubble, Mr. Wonderful,” Clay said bemusedly, “but your girl is on a
time crunch. So stop making kissy faces and get a move on. You need to start
decrypting that drive as soon as possible.”
muttered, pulling a face. You were still eyeing him with amusement and he gave
you a lopsided grin. “I’m supposed to let you get back to work so I can do some
work of my own.”
“It is about time for me to leave,” you
confessed after glancing at your watch. You stood, and he followed suit,
tugging at his t-shirt nervously. “It was a pleasure, Jake. You made my first
outing as a spy—memorable.”
“You could just
give me your number,” he suggested, ignoring Clay’s admonishments for hitting
on an informant. “We could make more memories.”
hacker, right?” you teased, leaning forward and placing a light kiss on his
cheek. “Find it yourself.”
And with that,
you bid him goodbye with an airy smile. His gaze followed you as you left the
restaurant until he couldn’t see you any longer.
“I think I’m in
love,” Jensen declared.
great, really,” Clay said drolly. “Did you get the drive?”
“Of course!” he
returned, a little offended as he double-checked his pockets, relieved when he
did in fact feel the flash drive. “I’m not an amateur.”
agreed, “You just think with the wrong head sometimes.”
“Hey! At least I
didn’t go sleeping with the enemy,” he reminded his commander as he began to
make his way back to his car. “How is Aisha, by the way?”
right next to me,” Clay smirked. “So you might want to think twice about what
you say. She’s already shot you once.”
me,” Jensen groaned.
“I was playing
nice,” Aisha’s voice came over the radio. “It was just your shoulder. I could
have aimed lower.”
“No shooting my
dick!” he exclaimed, before noticing that there was in fact a crowd of people
nearby who all stopped what they were doing to ogle the crazy man. He waved
awkwardly, shrugging his shoulders before picking up his pace and practically
racing to his car.
“Just get back
to base,” Clay advised, having had enough of taunting Jensen. “You’ve got work
“On my way,”
Jensen replied, starting up the engine. He was more than ready to get started.
After all, he
had data to decrypt and a date to arrange.
<p>Nexo Knights 2016 and 2017 comparisons: Clay Morrington</p>
<p>Trying out a new series where I document the differences between the two years of Nexo Knights through photos while I wait to get my hands on new sets.</p>
<p>One of the first notable changes between the first Clay and last years version is the change of the shade of blue used for his helmet, 2017 Clay has a brighter blue that matches the blue printing on his armor. Also the 2017 versions of all the knights have transparent orange visors, more angular pauldrons, colored arms with grey hands, and brand new torso and leg printing.</p>
<p>Theirs notably more orange glowing in the cracks of his amour, his facial expressions, sword, and heraldic symbol (a falcon) shows no change between versions.</p>
<p>The shields show one last difference, 2016 nexo powers were painted on a transparent orange piece while the 2017 version is printed on a transparent dark blue piece.</p>
<p>As for which one I like the most, I really can’t choose.