I want you to stay. I want you to … I want you.
You want me. And how will you have me, Kylo? How will you have me? Fully clothed, gloves on, your head turned away so our lips can never touch? I will have you without armour, Kylo Ren. Or I will not have you at all.
Oh, yes! Long hair or you know an Undercut™ that the longer part is long enough to get into a manbun. Wearing all black. Probably some well worn Dr. Martens. Scruff. Everybody telling you to stay away from him "He's probably a criminal" A smirk permanently plastered on his face. He probably has a Camaro, besides his Harley (obvs) and you've fucked both on the bike and in the car. He probably has a collection of your panties in the glove compartment.
You walked into the room, pulling on your gloves. Harley popped her gum as you walked in and smiled at you. You winked at her as you walked in, and stood at Floyd’s side. He nodded down at you and you bumped his shoulder.
“Hey,” he said, sounding as grumpy as he looked.
“What’s up?” you asked, tying your hair up in a ponytail.
“New mission, old member,” he said. You raised an eyebrow as the door across the room opened and Amanda walked in with a person who looked vaguely familiar. He had a smug look on his face as they both walked in.
“Welcome. I see we’re all here, so let’s get started,” Waller said, looking around the group who had surrounded her.
“Most of you know Boomerang,” she said, motioning to the man on her left. “Y/N, Digger Harkness a.k.a. Captain Boomerang.” You held out your hand but he didn’t take it.
“Alright,” you said, smirking slightly. He looked at you strangely now, seemingly finding something interesting about you.
“Sorry,” he said, holding out his hand. You got the same look on your face when you heard him speak.
“Y/N,” you said again.
“Digger,” he said with a toothy grin. “Where are you from?”
“Leongatha, Australia.” His smiled wider as he pulled his hand away from you.
“That’s like a town over!” you said excitedly.
“I know! It’s so great to have a fellow Aussie with us!”
“Okay, if you two are done,” Waller said, shooting you both a look. You nodded and backed up a little bit, not refraining from smiling. She got to the briefing, telling you all about the mission you were being sent on. “So, this location just happens to be located in Australia,” she said carefully.
“You’re kidding!” you shouted, too aggressively. Digger laughed gleefully on the other side of the room. Floyd gave you a dirty look, so you coughed your way out of the laugh.
“I am not kidding. We take off in an hour, be ready.” She gave you all a weary look before walking back out of the door she came from. Everyone started to disperse, while you tried to casually make your way over to Digger. He rushed over to your side just as fast.
“I’m glad you are a part of our team,” he said.
“Me too.” You pulled out your copy of the briefing and started flipping through the pages. “So do you know if this place is near home?”
“I hope not.”
“Yeah, this seems like more of a city. I don’t think the rest of the crew could handle living the Australian country life,” you said. He laughed at your joke as he looked over your shoulder at the briefing.
“So when did you join?”
“A few months after I was in prison,” you said. “I tried to rob the Bank of Jumbunna.”
“You’re kidding!” he said, smacking your arm happily. “I robbed that bank before, too.”
“Right! I can’t believe I got caught doing it.”
“I know, but I’ve been caught there before, too. They’ve got wicked booby traps.”
“I know!” He laughed and rubbed his upper lip as he stopped.
“So, we should probably get ready for this thing, right?” he asked.
“Yeah,” you said. He nodded and followed you to your bag across the room. You started digging through it, grabbing your weapons and the rest of your gear. “What do you have?”
“What I’m wearing,” he said, motioning down to himself. “Oh, and this.” He pulled out a boomerang from his pocket, and suddenly his nickname made sense.
“Captain Boomerang,” you said, nodding appreciatively as you took it from his hand.
“Be careful, Y/N, that ain’t the only thing that’s curved,” Floyd shouted from across the room.
“Eh, fuck off!” Digger shouted back, flipping him off. You laughed as he turned back to face you.
“Don’t worry about Floyd.”
“I’m not,” he said, frowning a little.
“Good. So, I should go finish getting dressed. I’ll see you later,” you said, grabbing your bag. He nodded as you walked over to the bathroom. A second you came back, with a better ponytail, and your black pants and purple jacket on.
“Nice jacket,” Digger said, walking back to your side.
“Thanks. It seems that we’re the only two who know how to dress,” you said, tugging on the collars of his blue jacket. He smiled happily and looked down at your hands. “It’ll be nice to have someone to talk to, and not have to explain my slang to them.”
“Oh god, I know,” he said, smacking his forehead. You giggled again as everyone started to make their way towards the plane.
“Wanna sit together?” you asked. He held out his hand and you did a weird high five mixed with a handshake.
“Oh, absolutely,” he said with a smile, his accent becoming thicker as he spoke.
“See you there, mate,” you said, slinging your bag back over your shoulder. He followed close behind you as you ascended the steps of the plane. The two of you sat together in front of Harley and Floyd.
“Are you two gonna make out the whole time?” she asked, smacking her gum as she spoke. You rolled your eyes and shook your head.
“No, only if you two are.” You looked over at Floyd who blew air out of his nose.
“We’ll see,” he said, snuggling into his pillow. You snorted as you sat back down next to Digger.
“Wanna share?” he asked, handing you his headphone. You nodded and popped it into your ear, becoming happily surprised to find your favorite band playing.
“This is my favorite band!” you said excitedly.
“Mine too!” You both laughed and high fived again once more before relaxing into your seats for a long plane ride back home.
You were in the lab getting your stuff ready for a mission when the door opens. Bucky and Sam both file in quietly, grabbing a bag of weapons from the closet and suiting up. “You guys ready for this?” You ask, slipping on your fingerless gloves and tying your hair into a braid. “It’s gonna be a long one.”
“I was born ready.” Sam reply’s, grinning over his shoulder at you.
“Well I was born before you, so I guess you could say I’ve been ready longer,” Bucky smirks, turning around to face you just as Sam punched him hard in the shoulder.
“Man! Why do you have to make everything a competition!” Sam yells back and you turn around, walking out of the lab.
“Idiots.” You mutter under your breath and continue walking down the hall, their incessant arguing becoming quieter the further you move away from the lab. This was definitely going to be a long mission.
He doesn’t answer him, typing away at his keyboard in a way that’s visibly agitated, or at least irritable. What are normally soft, smooth clicks against the mac’s surface are now harsh, broken-sounding; each near-slam of his slim fingers makes a sharp clack in the quiet of the haus’ living room.
“Nursey,” Jack says again.
The continued silence makes it clear that he’s being ignored. Inwardly, he sighs.
“Twenty-eight, your captain is talking to you. Answer, now.”
At this, the typing stops. Nurse looks up at him, slowly, and his face is so uncomfortably nondescript and blank that Jack cringes a little inside of himself.
“I want you to stay. I want you to … I want you.” “You want me.” She turned the words over.
Gently, she squeezed his hand. “And how will you have me, Kaz?” He looked at her then, eyes fierce, mouth set.
It was the face he wore when he was fighting. “How will you have me?” she repeated. “Fully clothed, gloves on, your head turned away so our lips can never touch?”
He released her hand, his shoulders bunching, his gaze angry and ashamed as he turned his face to the sea.
Maybe it was because his back was to her that she could finally speak the words. “I will have you without armor, Kaz Brekker. Or I will not have you at all.”