Criminal AU + Flirting Under Fire for Ted/Rebecca phlease
Oooh this one was FUN! Thanks for the prompt!
Ted Lasso was a terrible mark. Truly, the worst Rebecca had ever come across. In all her years with MI6, not once had she had so much trouble.
One, he would not stop talking.
Two, he managed to get himself into the strangest predicaments.
And three, she had grown unfortunately fond of him over the past week.
Which was a bad thing. A very bad thing. There were rules and caring about your mark was definitely against at least three of them.
That’s all to say their current situation was definitely, totally, and completely Ted’s fault.
“How was I supposed to know he was your ex-husband?” He yelped as bullets ricocheted off the opposite wall of the pub. He was crouched beside her as she reloaded.
“What part of ‘don’t speak to anyone’ wasn’t clear?”
“Right, right,” he muttered. Looking at the broken glass that surrounded them. “Well, he’s a real piece of work.”
“I’m well aware.” She stood up quickly, firing a few shots before ducking back behind the bar. “Was it worth beating him at bloody darts?”
He looked at her, eyebrow cocked
“Did you like that I beat him at bloody darts?”
She stared back, at a loss for words. There was no hiding it. Not after she practically jumped him in front of Rupert’s entire crew.
“Then yes, it was worth it.”
Just then, a bullet flew through the bar beside Rebecca’s shoulder. The wood splintered and shrapnel exploded around her.
“Alright, that’s enough of that,” Ted grumbled. He reached somewhere behind his back and pulled out a small hand gun.
Rebecca stared at him, mouth hanging open.
“What the hell are you doing?”
“Well I believe some folks call it white knighting.” He flicked the safety off with surprising dexterity.
She scoffed. There was no way she was going to let the untrained yankee anywhere near Rupert, even if he had a weapon. Especially if he had a weapon.
“Where the hell did that come from?!”
“The Federal Bureau of Investigation—“
“I know what the bloody FBI is, but what does that have to do with you?”
Ted flashed an official looking badge, smiling apologetically.
“Sorry, sweetheart. I guess I can keep one secret.”
She looked from his badge to the mirror above the bar. In it, she could see Rupert stepping through one of the many broken windows. He had his gun trained low, that sadistic smirk growing as he cocked the weapon once.
Rebecca threw herself at him for the second time that day, pushing him down just as the wood burst where he had been crouched.
She opened her eyes slowly. Ted was very close, his face just inches from hers and her body pressed against his. It was becoming an alarming trend.
“Good eye, small fry,” he wheezed.
“Do you ever stop talking?”
But he just looked at her, smiling fondly for someone who had just dodged several bullets.
“Oh come on now,” he said, voice low and rough. “I bet deep down you kinda dig we’re getting so close.”
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