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Kiss it better | Gazerbeam x reader x Gamma Jack
Summary: You’ve been working as a hero doctor ever since the NSA discovered your unique healing ability. The job pays well, but you wonder if it's worth it when the trigger to your power is a little… strange.
Author's note: First long fic! I'm ngl, I was tempted to quit since this was such a pain to edit and revise, but I finished it for you guys 🤗 Hope you enjoy! I also posted this on ao3 so if you prefer to read there, it's in the Gamma Jack/reader tag
Warnings: Suggestive
Word count: 4576
Gamma Jack one shot ── .✦
summary: You and Jack live in the same apartment complex, a sudden power outage occurs causing the two of you to be in your room.
warning!! angst and tragedy.
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The oven timer chimed softly through the apartment. Wiping your hands on the towel, you step over to check on your already-cooked lasagna. Crouching to the ovens level, hot air hits your face as you open the oven door, backing up a bit, you grab your mitts and proceed to take out the lasagna.
“Phew! Nothing better than a freshly cooked meal of mine” You grin, wiping off the sweat with your forearm.
Placing the baked lasagna on the counter, you glance at the amount of dishes that screamed to be washed.
‘Awe man…’ sighing, you grab a hair tie from your aprons pocket and tie your hair up, tightening it to your comfort.
Heading towards the sink, you turn on the water faucet preparing to rinse the plates. That’s until—
Pop.
The lights went out, making the apartment go quiet. Too quiet.
“What happened?” You questioned, confusion flickered across your face.
Glancing towards the door, your right hand turns off the water faucet. You walk over and go past the living room, now standing in front of the door.
Placing your palm on the door knob, you twist it, pushing it gently revealing—
Jack?!
He looks at you—and froze. Looking like a kid who got caught stealing a piece of candy, his arm slightly stretched out, fist balled as if he was about to knock.
“Jack? What are you doing here?” You ask, raising a brow, arms crossing.
He retrieves his arm quickly and smiles embarrassingly, clearing his throat.
“Oh—uhh, y’know…I smelt something coming from your room and thought ‘hey why not do a quick visit and eat something’” He replied quickly.
You smile, “Jack you know you don’t have to knock on my door, just come in whenever you want”
Sighing with relief, he shows that cocky toothy grin that you’re fond of.
“Thanks sweetheart, knew I was right coming here—to you”
Blushing, you turn away from him. “Just get in”
He chuckles, lifting his hand to rub your head gently whilst passing by.
You shut the door behind you—locking it, in case an intruder tries to break in.
‘I mean…who’s going to break in if Jack is here’ letting out a soft laugh, you shook your head trying to discard the silly thought.
Confused, he turns to you, smiling. “What’re you laughing about?”
“Nothing! How about you sit? I have to light up some candles since it’s dark” you responded in a rush.
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After the candles have been positioned to the darker parts of your apartment, it lit up the room, slightly, leaving a warm—comfortable ambiance.
“Jack, you can go ahead and eat first” you said, nudging the prepared plate to him, “I’ll handle the dishes”
Already walking towards the sink, you hear the chair being pushed back, footsteps loud and clear behind you.
He stepped forward before you could, his voice low but firm.
“Let me.”
You shook your head, eyes steady.
“I’ve got it”
He raised his brow but didn’t argue. Instead, he simply rolled up his sleeves, turns on the faucet, and started rinsing the dishes with quiet determination.
You stared at him surprised, but not bothered.
Letting your hands fall to your sides, you watched him silently as he worked—his movement being careful, gentle.
In the end, the sink was spotless, no remaining dish was left.
He grabbed a paper towel, ripping it to dry his calloused hands.
“You didn’t have to do that you know?” You spoke, almost whispering.
“Relax sweetheart” He said quietly, throwing away the towel he used to dry his hands. “You did enough. Let me do something too”
You just looked at him, you didn’t need to reply because your eyes spoke for you.
Thank you.
….
His gaze drifted across the kitchen, pausing when he spotted the stacks of vinyl records on counter.
“Didn’t take you to be the vintage type” he muttered, flipping through the sleeves with quiet interest.
You smile, standing beside him. “They were my mom’s, I would collect the ones we used to play when I was little”
Pulling one out, his brow lifted. Gilbert O’ Sullivan. “Classic” he said under his breath.
Stepping closer, you get curious.
He turns to you, slowly. A smirk forming as his arm extends.
“C’mon. Just one song”
You laugh, “You slow dance?”
“I fight villains in the sky, I’m sure I can handle this”
Before you could argue, his hand had already attached to your waist—gently, as if you were a fragile porcelain doll.
His gaze flickered to the record player, then back to you, something considerate behind his usual flirtatious nature.
“You always dance alone?” He asked, voice low but teasing.
Blinking, you get caught off guard by the question.
“Only when no one is watching”
His smirk grew wider, pulling you closer to him.
“Well,” he paused. “Someone’s watching now”
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His eyes met yours, making the rest of the room fade. No disturbances, just the quiet hum of the song and the weight of his gaze holding yours.
“You’re beautiful” He spoke with sincerity, looking at you.
“Jack…” You paused, too shy to respond.
Something quiet and electric lingered between you two. You felt it, and he did too. Maybe this meant more than what you both had planned.
That’s until his face darkened. The whole room went dark.
He held you tightly, hurting you. “Why?”
Your eyes widen, almost alarmed. “What?”
“Why did you leave me to die?” He spoke angrily, a scowl replacing his usual playful smirk “You left me rotting in that damn island.”
“Jack don’t do this, I’m sorry… I’m so sorry!” You cried out, trying to escape from his hold. He didn’t flinch, just kept holding you.
“Do you know how much time I waited? Hoping that you’ll come and free me from there? How much I suffered? Of course you don’t know because you didn’t try” He stated, hatred seeping from his voice.
You start sobbing, hair sticking on your forehead.
“Please…Jack, I tried. I tried finding you, knowing that you were missing made me lose it. I went crazy trying to find you, but it was too late”
“Stop lying.” He snapped, his face being indifferent.
“You’re hurting me!” You sob out, struggling to escape.
“This doesn’t compare to the pain I had to endure” He replied coldly.
“Believe me! Not a single day goes by that I regret not finding out sooner about you” Your voice breaks. “Because I love y-“
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You gasp for air.
It was all a nightmare.
Your breath came in short, sweat clinging to your skin despite the cold air.
Waking up to reality, you turn to your side, clutching the sheets as tight as you could. You bury your face in the pillow, wet with sweat and tears. That wasn’t your Jack. Your Jack was dead months ago.
“I’m sorry” you whisper.
“I’m so sorry Jack”
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Gazerbeam one shot 𑄝 Part 2!
summary » Supers were illegal at this point, but you and your colleagues take classified missions in secret. Partnering up with Gazerbeam, a certain operation takes an abrupt turn.
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The air was thick, the stench of gas fumes filled his nostrils, bits of glass scattered everywhere.
He didn’t move. Not yet.
Hearing a muffled voice, he opened his eyes—slowly, as if he was waking up from a deep dream.
“Simon?! Are you okay?” He heard. Barely. The ringing in his ears were maddening.
Feeling his co-worker shake him, he made the attempt on moving but was stopped abruptly by the sharp pain in his ribs. How?
Grimacing, he pushes himself up, his arms holding him upwards, cautiously averting his gaze to avoid regrettable consequences.
“Are you alright?” He muttered, managing to get the words out.
Your gaze softened. Being the most injured and he still put others first.
“Don’t worry about me-“ You replied, hands covering your mouth as you cough.
“Can you get up? Let me help you” Standing up, you slid your arms under his arm and around his shoulder assisting him.
Wincing, he stood up thanks to your help.
“Thank you” He spoke gratefully.
You nod your head. Looking around, you find an empty alleyway. Perfect!
“There’s an empty alleyway, let’s stop by and tend to your injuries” You said urgently.
Carefully, you move the bits of glass aside with your foot to clear the path for both you and Gazerbeam. Looking back at the site, his vehicle was in an unfortunate situation. Bummer. Focusing, you gently lift him a bit to keep going and walk to the designated area.
While both of you trudge, you can clearly hear his grunts, struggling to keep up.
“You doing okay?” You peeked over checking his state.
“Never better” He huffs, continuing “We need to stay sharp, this was no ordinary attack”
Confused, you turn to look at him ‘…an attack?’
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Crouching beside a dumpster, this gave you and gazerbeam a well hidden spot to converse and plan.
Gazerbeam, pursing his lips, sits down beside you letting out a grunt.
“I got shot… I don’t know from where but it could be the culprit we’re after..” He spoke, clutching his side where the bullet had torn through, blood seeping between his fingers.
Seeing the injury, you get close to him, pressing your palms gently on his ribs. The enchanting scent of calendula drifted through the air, your hands emit a green calming aura. Treating the wound, every torn muscle mended together back to its place.
He leans his head back onto the wall, closing his eyes, a shaky exhale escaped from his lips as the pain subsides.
“That should keep you on your feet…. Are you going to be fine?” You questioned worriedly.
Glancing at you, he fights back a smile. But he averts his gaze, looking at the discarded soda can on the ground instead.
“Simon… you don’t have to look away you know?” You spoke softly. Moving strands of his hair away from his face.
“You know why I do that… I just can’t look at you without the fear that I will possibly harm you” He responded.
Shutting his eyes, he relives the horrible memories, he shook his head trying to discard those thoughts.
“It eats me alive, I can’t go one day without remembering that I actually hurt someone” He mumbled, continuing.
“it’s not safe when I let my guard down… but you make me want to” He confessed. Getting flustered, his eyes flickered toward you for a split second—then away again.
….
You blink. What?
“I—what do you mean?” You replied nervously, accidentally stuttering.
“I wasn’t planning on telling you. But it’s true” He exhaled slowly. “I meant that.”
His gaze finally met yours, despite the nerves, he continued. “Every word.”
You followed his eyes, that alone made his chest tighten. Heart pounding, you gather your thoughts.
“Finally.”
Confused, he blinked. “What?”
“I’ve been waiting for you to say something, anything! But I could never tell because you’re so… dull!” You chuckle, massaging the back of your neck.
“But I’m glad you feel the same, Gazerbeam”
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End of part 2! Hope you all enjoyed (╥﹏╥)
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Gazerbeam one shot 𑄝
GN! Reader.
summary » Supers were illegal at this point, but you and your colleagues take classified missions in secret. Partnering up with Gazerbeam, a certain operation takes an abrupt turn.
notes: your hero name is verdant, your powers are controlling living matter, can be powerful and versatile but a drawback is that it depends on your emotions. You don’t explore your powers so as of now, you can only control plant life.
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You adjust yourself in your seat with a file unopened infront of you, because you knew that this wasn’t any rescue mission, it was a dangerous minimal support assignment that required a very well prepared plan.
“I’m sure you’re aware that this isn’t some ‘saving the kitty’ from a tree, this is a cleanup” The handler spoke, arms crossed leaning in.
Glancing at Gazerbeam, he tried looking composed but you knew that he knew this was dangerous. His clenched jaw gave it away.
“Open the file infront you, surveillance photos of the culprit will be given to you after you read it” The handler said.
Both you and Gazerbeam open the file. Reading it intensely, you come across a certain detail that made your eyes widen.
“Sir- I’m sorry but, we’re talking about stopping a missile that will possibly launch here? Right on Metroville?” You ask nervously.
“Correct.” The handler said dryly.
“What about the other supers? With a mission severe like this I don’t think it would be viable for the operation being for two people” Gazerbeam states.
“Gamma Jack is at a meeting with a woman named Mirage, they’re currently discussing the possibilities of making supers legal. Frozone, Mr. Incredible and Elastic Girl are underground stopping a terrorist. The rest of the supers are… deceased, as you already know.” The handler replied.
Gazerbeam, about to speak, hesitated. He nudged his collar moving uncomfortably.
“Simon, I know that you care about people, and I also know you’ll take this mission for the sake of peace” The handler spoke flatly.
The handler, clearing his throat, hands you and Gazerbeam the surveillance photos.
“The culprit is an ex scientist, he got fired due to a complicated health issue. That made him resent everyone and everything leading to the personal ideology of ‘if I can’t be happy, no one can’” The handler noted.
Taking a close look at the picture, you see the culprit dressed in a white coat. Dark hair, light colored eyes, and about average height.
“Is there footage of the offender?” Gazerbeam asks.
“Unfortunately no, all we have is that picture taken by one of our agents” The handler stated.
Re-reading the file, you think. ‘This doesn’t feel right’
“Verdant, I’m confident in both you and Gazerbeam on making this mission successful, I feel self-assured that you both won’t disappoint.” The handler uttered coldly.
You chew the inside of your mouth. Fingers fiddling with the hem of your hoodie, Gazerbeam notices and gives you a nod, ‘it’s okay’. You gather yourself and took a breath.
“We won’t disappoint” you spoke confidently.
“I sure hope not”
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Leaving the building, you roll your shoulders, relieved from the pressure that was accumulating.
“Handler surely knows how to intimidate someone” you say chuckling nervously.
Gazerbeam takes out his glasses from his jacket for night driving, puts them on, and realigning them to his liking.
“Yea… he knows how to unsettle someone” Gazerbeam spoke.
Sighing, you stuff your hands in your hoodie pocket.
Both you and Gazerbeam, seeing the vehicle, approach it. Settling in the passenger seat, you shifted comfortably. The drivers seat gets occupied by Gazerbeam.
He turns the key in the ignition, making the dashboard light up. He types the address in the gps, finishing up, he hums in satisfaction. The tired crunched over the gravel as he steered onto the road.
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“Do you have anything to eat? I feel like munching on a snack” you asked.
“Check the glove box, there should be some snacks in there” he replied.
Opening the glove box, excited to eat something, you stop yourself. ‘What the hell?’
“Seriously? Is peanut butter and chocolate all you have?” you spoke curiously, looking towards him.
“Yes… is something wrong?” He replied, raising a brow.
“I expected a sandwich you know… not peanut butter and chocolate” you said sighing.
You grabbed the chocolate bar and dipped it peanut butter. Eating it, you murmured “It’s not bad though”
Gazerbeam took a glance at you, smiling.
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The tires stepped on something causing the car to jump a little, making you drop the peanut butter and chocolate.
“Dammit” you blurted, leaning down to pick it up.
All of a sudden you felt the vehicle move abnormally ‘what’s going on?’
You then hear Gazerbeam shout “WATCH OUT”
He jumps in front of you in the passenger seat, shielding you from the sudden impact.
……..
The smell of smoke fills your nostrils making you jolt awake.
“What just happened?” You whisper, rubbing your head due to the sudden headache.
Looking at your surroundings you see Gazerbeam unconscious. ‘How? How is he unconscious?’
“Simon?! Are you alright?” You shout, limping towards him, you crouched down shaking his body.
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Hope you guys enjoyed this! I will be making a second part for this, I just liked leaving the suspension lol
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Also, we all know Gamma Jack did NOT come back from that meeting😭
Gamma Jack one shot ✦
summary 𓂃 𓈒𓏸 Gamma Jack talks about you in his live interview.
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Adjusting his cape, dusting off any imaginary dirt there is, accommodates himself in his seat, and rolls his shoulders back.
He then gives a polite nod to the producer, glancing at the timer above the camera.
He taps the mic, “how does this work? Or is it already on?” He says messing with the mic, tongue out slightly.
“Gamma Jack-“ says the interviewer before getting cut off by him.
“Jack is fine”
…..
“Uhh… is it broadcasting already?” He asks awkwardly.
“Live and rolling, whenever you’re ready Jack”
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“Right! My name is Gamma Jack, or Handsome Jack whatever the ladies prefer” he says grinning.
The interviewer chuckles. “We’re going to start off with basic questions….. what is your favorite food?”
“Food… I like mashed potatoes but it can NOT have lumps otherwise I can’t eat it” He says, nose wrinkling at the thought.
He sees the interviewer writing notes, nodding.
“These are questions asked by the viewers, they want to know what it’s like encountering villains, and how do you handle the situation” The interviewer states.
“Let’s see” Jack says pondering a reply.
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You huff, taking out a freshly plain cake. Wincing because you accidentally touched the hot pan.
“These are questions asked by the viewers, they want to know what it’s like encountering villains, and how do you handle the situation”
Hearing the television, you turn around and see your Jack being interviewed. Smiling, you set down the hot pan and approach the tv. Wiping your hands on your apron, you grab the remote and turn the volume up.
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“Yea about villains, I show up and shut them down quickly but uhh, it’s not always about power, anyone can throw a punch. Handling certain villains takes calculation and awareness but ehh.. I finish the job quickly.” Jack explains, proud of himself.
The interviewer, clearing his throat, takes notes.
“You make it sound easy Jack” The interviewer says dryly.
Jack chuckles, twisting his body to get comfortable.
“Alrighty… ah here we go, viewers want to know your type in women, and why is that your type?” The interviewer asks intriguingly.
This made Jack’s eyes soften, gathering nostalgic thoughts.
“My type in women is someone who knows who she is, she’s not afraid to be herself. Hell, just a woman who handles my quirks when I am pesky” He responds, bowing his head slightly, smiling at the thought.
“That’s quite specific Jack, is it someone you’re thinking about right now?” The interviewer replies.
“Yes, I am thinking of that person right now” Jack says softly, looking directly at the camera knowing you’re watching.
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This made your heart flutter.
‘Oh Jack…’ you thought, gently wiping your tear.
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“Jack!! Put us down, we’re too high up!” You say hiding in his chest. “What? Cmon we’re not that high up! But because you asked, I’ll put us down” He replies chuckling. “But before I do that, turn and look at the gorgeous moon upon us, it’s a full moon” he whispers kindly. Removing your head from his chest, you check on what he’s talking about and—wow.. it was indeed the most breathtaking view you’ve seen. Not because of the moon though, but because you glanced at Jack.
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Smiling at the memory, nostalgia comes in like a wave hitting your heart.
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“Would you like telling us about your special loved one?” The interviewer asks.
“Of course. My other half, as I like to call her, we met at a coffee shop. I enter with uh my disguise you know? I’m a regular client at that coffee shop so I quickly got my order. I see her standing in line and woah, you ever read those cliche books of love at first sight? Yea I didn’t believe in that at first because cmon. But seriously, the moment I saw her, it was actually love at first sight. I asked her to sit with me to have a few chats, we clicked after a few conversations, she really captivated me.” Jack states shyly.
“I’ve never felt this way for anyone but her, I know the public perceives me as ‘ladies man’ and whatnot but, no woman came close to what I felt for my beloved. She’s the only person who saw me before the suit, when I’m with her I’m not a symbol, I’m…. Me” Jack confesses.
“That’s very beautiful Jack, you ever think of marrying her?” The interviewer asks.
“Dammit! Why’d you have to ask that on live television? Now I have to re-plan my surprise!” Jack exclaims grumbling.
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Hope you guys enjoyed this fic!! ⸜(。˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡
Gamma jack one shot ˙⋆✮
|| I’ve seen that gamma jack doesn’t have many fics written of him so here we are!! ||
summary ᯓ★ˎˊ˗ what could be better than to have a flirtatious super who sees a damsel in distress?
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The bells rung from above you as you entered the grocery store. Smelling the freshly baked bread near the pastries section, you clutch your written list of necessities whilst the other pushes the cart.
Sighing. ‘Since when has cat food gotten expensive?’
“….anything for my precious cat” you say putting the canned item in your cart. Checking that off your list, you near the feminine area.
‘Tampons or pads?’ You ponder, balancing both items in your hands.
‘Why am I even holding tampons if I’m scared of them..’ Sweating at the thought, you place the item in your cart, checked it off and looked at the last item in your list.
“Let’s see… eggs, right eggs” pushing the cart near the refrigerators. You’re grabbing the carton of eggs not knowing the commotion outside. You reach for the eggs and set them in the cart. “Guess that’s it from the list”
Bells rang from the door, signaling someone coming in, threatening that is.
“LISTEN UP EVERYONE, DO WHAT I SAY AND YOU WONT SUFFER THE CONSEQUENCES”
Turning around quickly, you see an intimidating masked man pointing his gun at the cashier.
“Seriously? A robbery now? Just my luck” you see the cashier attempting to open the register, it doesn’t open due to his shaken hands.
“Please, Don’t harm me, I can’t seem to open the cash register!” The cashier exclaimed in fear.
Seeing the situation, you attempt to leave the store. Unfortunately, you have to leave your cart.
‘Sorry precious’ you thought about your cat. 
Tippy toeing near the exit, you accidentally step on a dog toy.
Of course this happens.
Turning around slowly, you see the criminal grinning. “And where do you think you’re going?”
‘Crap! What do I do? I can’t make the run for it, he blocked it off!”
Looking around for an escape, he approaches you, grabbing your hair in a pile and pointing the gun at you.
“Agh!” Your arms reach where his hands were, trying to pry them off. “Take the money out now or this civilian dies!”
You shook in fear. Is this how i go? Knowing my cat is waiting for me, my family and friends…
While the criminal looks the other direction, you took a glance and see the cashiers shaking attempt on calling for help. You didn’t see whether he dialed or not because of the criminal shaking his hand with your hair.
“Stop! Please” you scream in pain.
“Seems like the cashier doesn’t want to give me my money, I’m going to kill you”
You looked at the cashier with desperation, eyes asking for help. You mouth him ‘please’
You prepare for the worst. “At least my friend will be going to my apartment later and take care of my cat” you mumble.
“Heh? What are you babbling about?”
Suddenly a loud thud was heard outside, heads turn to that direction and it’s the one and only…
Gamma Jack
Looking at him closely, you recognized him! You’ve only seen him on television when it was Supers Appreciation Day. Now you know why they called him Handsome Jack.
Focus!
“You picked the wrong target, now back off”
Gamma Jack hovers in front of the criminal and woman, fists clenched with a grim face.
“Pathetic. More of you supers, had to be you Gamma Jack”
He piles more of your hair and lifts you in the air. “Gamma, you wouldn’t want me to snap her neck would you?” He says wrapping his other arm around your neck.
“Harm her, and I’ll have you find out how much radiation it takes to stop a heartbeat”
“Try me”
“You asked for it”
Gamma Jack then starts to look focused, staring at the criminal intently.
‘What is he doing?!’ You think with widen eyes.
“Sorry that you’ll have to see this, darlin” he grins balling a green energy in his hand.
Light surged from his palm in a terrifying way, lighting up the whole store. He discharges a burst of radiation that completely disintegrated the criminal.
You cough. ‘What the hell just happened?!’
“You alright? Damn criminals these days” he huffs rolling his eyes.
You blink. Turning to where the criminal was, you saw dust.
“EH?!” You exclaim surprisingly.
“What?” He asks confused.
“You pulverized him!” Turning to him in a nervous manner.
“He had it coming, plus it’s not like I can help it since he was bound to die either way due to radiation” He says unbothered.
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“You know for saving your life, I deserve you number no?”
You blink. Is this guy serious?
“Huh?! He was about to kill me and you want my number?” You call out.
“Correct and I saved your life. You’re a beautiful woman too so I couldn’t help myself but save a damsel in distress” he exclaims smiling.
You were dumbfounded.
“Look… I am deeply grateful you came and saved my life but I really need to get to my cat that’s waiting for me in my apartment” you say awkwardly.
“Perfect! I’ll take you, what’s better than a nice romantic stroll in the air?” He says flashing a smile.
…..
‘What is my life’
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Hope you guys enjoyed! I am really intrigued by his character. Although, due to his personality it was hard to write a fic that’s accurate and fits him you know? I would really appreciate feedback since I haven’t written for a while until now…. ՞߹ - ߹՞
I wrote this while half asleep… (sorry if it’s not good😭)