Jim Hopper x masc Male!reader
!!ST4 spoilers!! Takes place in episode 6
Slowburn/enemies to lovers
Warnings: Smoking/cursing/mentions of sex/slight gore
Summary: Hopper and Enzo trapped in their cell enforced with Russian military. Enzo calls in a special favor from a close friend.
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It was late evening, you were sitting on your porch despite the harsh temperature. Lit cigarette dangling below your lips as you take on your last drag before being interrupted by an earsplitting ring coming from the telephone located on the wall in the hallway. You had woken from a peaceful slumber not long ago and had gotten up for a brief smoke. All was well, until this. Understandably irritated you picked up the telephone with a grumble and answered.
âHello, this is m/n right?â You let the person on the opposite end of the line speak first.
âI have an extensive favor to ask you, you donât have to accept however I would prefer you do and quickly at that because my American friend and myselfâs livelihoods are at stake currently.â Enzo preposed leaning against the cold rusted bars of the cell biting his nails in a worried state. Enzo knew you werenât the type to do something you didnât wholeheartedly want to do, youâve always been the stubborn type. This time he hoped youâd see the severity of the situation without giving away too much information knowing the soviets could gain suspicion at any time.
âGod, Just get to the point already Enzo..â You reply with the facade as if he didnât convey the message the first time figuring that the call was being monitored.
âI need you to tell my family that I love them given the fact that I have been compromised.â He stated confidently knowing that the guards were listening to his conversation oblivious of the coding of words.
âOk got it.â You swiftly hung up the phone hurrying to gather gear you had around the house and eventually rushing out of your house and into your car starting it up.
Upon arriving at Kamchatka searching for entry you came across a delivery man, who said to have delivered various goods from America. Approaching his van you knocked on the window. Rolling it down he gave you a puzzled look before he could say anything drove your fist into the poor manâs face. Disoriented he stumbled out of the van pleading for mercy as you climbed in the driverâs seat.
âSorry dude I gotta borrow your van, promise Iâll give it back once Iâm finished. â You werenât planning on returning it anytime soon.
You drove off feeling a pool of guilt flood your insides looking over your shoulder at the man. I mean itâs not like anybody would willingly hand over their car to a strange man right? Reaching the gate you pulled into the entry.
âDo you have the authorization to enter permitted areas?â The guard shouted from his post.
âYes, my name is Yuri I have a delivery of American goods.â You forced a smile.
âAh yes, Yuri, Iâve heard of you. Go right ahead.â
The metal gates opened with a clang and you drove ahead. Getting out of the car you walked around the back hoisting the packages out from the trunk filled with fattening sweets and porn magazines. Putting the packages down by the feet of the two guards before you, they inspected them giggling between one another at the sight. Catching them by surprise you punch each of them right in their jaws causing them to fumble back onto the icy floor nearly slipping. You grabbed the gun of the guard to the left of you and hit him over the head knocking him out cold. Itâs not that you had the intention of killing anyone that night you had mission , and if anybody came in the way of said mission so be it itâs their fault for um.. dying I guess. The right guard dared to crawl away trying to escape looking for any other guard in sight. You put your heel on his back causing him to fall back down.
âWhere do you think you're going?â You chuckled to yourself.
The guard winced bracing impact before you kicked him in the head. Now that was dealt with you could finally make some progress. You carried on into the prison camp making your way through the several groups of cells searching for your mate. Hearing a couple of guards around the corner rambling on about something you stopped in your place. Peering around the corner you eavesdropped on their conversation absorbing as much information as you could.
âAfter this, theyâre pretty much done for. Have you seen the size of that thing? They donât stand a chanceâ the guards laughed amongst themselves glaring at the two prisoners in front of them. You heard a very familiar sigh come from the cell across from the guards. The guards eventually walked away and you ran as fast as you could after confirming the coast was clear.
âM/N thank god I thought youâd never come.â
âI came as fast as I could you ungrateful bitch, now how do I get you out.â
âEnzoâŠwhoâs this?â An additional voice called out from a dark corner of the shared cell. You looked up and to your surprise he wasnât hard on the eyes at all, sure he looked pretty rough and malnourished even so he was still pretty attractive. You shook your head clearing your head from intruding thoughts.
âOh, right this is m/n the friend I mentioned earlier. He is going to get us out.â
âAnd m/n this is the American I mentioned on the phone.â
âHe doesnât have a name?â You reply sarcastically glaring at the man that stood before you.
âFiesty, are all Russians like this?â
âI said whatâs your name jackass.â
âHopper, my name is Hopper.â
Notes: I didnât really intend for reader to be Russian it kinda just came out like that lmao but you can just imagine your nationality. Thinking of making the third part a smut itâs just that I right top reader and I think majority of hopper enjoyers are bottoms hehdjsnskx
