Imagine Agent Carolina actually laughing in front of the Reds and Blues. And Tucker just stiffens and glances sideways at Wash. “Did you know about this? That this was even possible?” And Wash slowly shakes his head in slight terror and awe. Once Carolina notices, her no nonsense voice returns and she crosses her arms at the group. “What?”
Summary: David Washington just wants to get through a normal day of work at his friend’s cafe, but of course his verbal filter decides to take a snow day. Of course it does.
Notes: This fic is based off an AU suggested by @carrionkiid over here in this post, and I basically just had to write even though I’ve never written an AU before. This also got much longer than I intended it to, but hey!
David Washington hummed along to the tune of
his music as he walked to work, wrapped up tight in a thick winter coat. The
streets were quiet, the route was familiar, and it was going to be another
quiet day at work with the snow this heavy on the ground. He was relaxed; this
day was going to be nothing out of the ordinary.
The door to the café opened with the familiar
quiet ringing of a bell, and the heated air enveloped him with warmth. He let
out quiet sigh, fumbling with his iPod as he walked towards the back. He’d just
about managed to get the headphones wrapped around it and the whole tangled
mess shoved into his pocket when he nudged the door to the kitchen open, and
suddenly felt the weight of multiple pairs of eyes on him.
He paused, looking up slowly. His co-workers
were all huddled together, and they were all looking at him. With a sigh
Washington’s shoulders slumped, and with a deadpan face he simply said: “What